BETA Records - Your music matters!

Well it all started out back in 73, a lil baby was born and the baby was me, was ment to be a doctor or a politician, instead i'm a hard head that never did listen, I got a p.h.d in the streets a degree for the crooks, I had my mind some where else but kept it out of them books, now that i look back i wonder why, I'm searching the streets for my piece of the pie, I thought I had it made but the game had it deeper than that, a lil s on my chest because my pockets was fat, raised in the ways in the streets of the west, I had my mind set up never settle for nothing less, i couldn't rest, because this game got me going insane, you want to be the pain bringer nigga bring the pain, some niggaz on my own turf is acting shady I'm going crazy, lil baby's having baby's, daddy's maybe, life is a game i got to keep it in check, but all i know is game and game is what these niggaz respect, the haters on my own block want to kill me, I'm putting to much game in they face can you feel me.