I know it seems hard sometimes but remember one thing. Through every dark night, there's a bright day after that. So no matter how hard it get, stick your chest out, keep ya head up.... and handle it.
Somebody help me, tell me where to go from here cause even Thugs cry, but do the Lord care?
Thug Life to me is dead.
If you believe in God, believe in Death Row East.
America wants its respect.
I'll probably be punished for hard living.