Thugs are born;
Cause fathers were never there and left a young nigga on his own;
Needed love from a dad;
But he dipped, so mamma was the only love we ever had;
Turned to the street;
Place where fatherless kids meet;
Thug life family;
Used drugs to subside the pain;
Promised never to love again;
Violence on the block never cease;
Wouldn’t be this way if my father loved me;
Forever hated by police;
Never understood peace;
Always bringing heat, though I’m innocent, Narcs wanna arrest me;
So I was born to be a thug nigga;
Hard to carry on when nobody loved me;
I may have a job and a fly car;
But street life is never far;
So when I’m stressed;
Return to my niggas to undo this mess;
Nigga’s always got my back no matter how far I roam;
In times of trouble, just reach for the phone;
Niggas always answer and are ready to roll;
That’s why I love the hood;
Showed me the love I wish my father would;
We ain’t killers, just young niggas misunderstood;
Came from a life of abuse;
Trying to live free, Asking “Dad where were you?”
But I’m glad I never had a dad;
Taught me to be street smart;
So I could get the best of life when times got hard;
Education is all good;
But life happens at the end of school;
So I’m always one up on the rest of you;
When life makes you cry;
I sit back and smile;
Cause while you were schooled by books I was by life;
I earned respect everwhere I go;
Niggas as I pass screaming ” Awam Kribo”
So to those who don’t know;
Thugs are born and raised by the street;
I never chose this Thug Life;
This Thug Life chose me.
