1. SHAYDEE

Hard times build character, or so I'm told.
They teach you lessons worth your weight in gold,
And I've been shown things happen for a reason.
I know your kind.
You want one thing, the gusto.
Keep it in mind.
What up chief?
You is a shifty thief with shady eyes.
Play the role like a tough guy.
You need a grammy.
It's whack.
Smile to my face.
Talk behind my back.
In fact, when I'm around you be riding my sac.
Your shit is played out.
Try and use me to get your name out.
So you can stay out (cash in the fame no doubt)
I ain't stupid.
I know what you is about son.
Gettin' that clout done
So you can attract a bigger crowd dunn
Yeah ... you is a foul,
One always preaching "keepin' it real",
When you is a fake bitch handing out raw deals.
Your shit is too sloppy to have appeal.
Your style is too cliche for masses to feel.
You is a shady jealous bitch.
Try and play me to get rich, fit in my niche,
Taking part of my chips.
Yo that's my shit.
Stop trying to steal my show.
E-town.
This goes out to my peeps up in the crowd.
This goes out to my niggas gettin' wild.
This goes out to the kids that is representin'.
This goes out to tough guys teaching lessons.
This goes out to those that are true.
This goes out to you.


2. ONE LIFE 2 (LIVE)

When I breathe I live a little less,
Because with each breath I take a step closer to death
Word bond it's kinda' fucked up how we're born just to die
Live a life of poverty underneath dark skies.
Sometimes I wonder does God hear me, is he there,
Does he know that life sucks, and if so, does he care,
It seems as the he helps those he doesn't need
To making good niggas turn illegal, forget their peoples
I'll cheat you duke, I wanna make that green too,
It's hard to feed 2 so I don't need you.
Why do what's right when it all goes wrong?
Fuck that sad song,
I'm be the bomb word is bond it's on
Its all about the cream nigga and I'ma live out
My dream nigga and be the richest,
Rock the flyest clothes get all the bitches.
Fuck them jealous niggas they can lick my dick tip,
And catch the stiff one son,
We only got one life to live dunn,
So might as well do your thing now and make the best of it,
Or regret the shit you wish you did for the rest of it.
We only get to represent temporarily so damn right
I'm get mine before the bury me.


3. ASHES TO ASHES

Leaving behind a world on the brink of destruction
Dreamlike, seeking another way out.
Another empty promise that I could do without.
Afraid or unafraid,
Leaving behind a world on the brink of destruction.
In our lives, you don't get a second chance.
So don't talk the talk, if you can't dance the dance.
Cause I've got family livin' around every corner.
Now you know.
Don't say I didn't warn ya.
It's not how you lost.
It's how you won.
And where I'm from, it's either do or get done.
The fight isn't over till the war is won, and where
I'm from, it's either do or get done.
My cries were left unheard.
Feel this pain from the inside.
Instinct is all I have.
Close the door on my life.
Feel this pain from the inside out, out, out.


4. E-TOWN CONCRETE (KOMBAT REMIX 96)

This is for the one who helped bring me on this earth,
Shut me out since birth, take ya for what ya worth.
A fuck up is what I think of first.
Always tried ta corrupt my mind.
Nevertheless I turned out fine.
How come ... how come you never had the time!!
No, its never easy.
She always tried to please me.
On your death bed, and ya finally wannna see me.
Mama didn't raise a fool, fucked up in skool,
Beat me black and blue, and where the fuck were you?
I must have forgot my life had nothing to do
The ones I never knew.
Beat ya like a drum.
Ta show ya where I'm from.
Beat ya like a motherfuckin drum.
Ta show ya where I come from.
Straight from the E-town concrete!
Donut give a shit.
Tired of keeping it in.
Right bout now I need a friend.
Someone to help me deal wit it all.
Someone to build me high as the sky, hear my cries
I can't go on just slipping by.
Who can understand?
You wouldn't understand.
Mom gets beat by a grown man.
Get wasted. My hatred!
Beat ya like a drum.
Ta show ya where I'm from.
Beat ya like a motherfuckin drum.
Ta show ya where I come from.
Straight from the E-town concrete!
Where the fuck did you come from,
And what're you talking bout now?
Suburban punk trying ta play the role,
In love with something you don't know the first thing about
Street education from a movie.
Wake up mothafucka, you can't move me.