收聽Big L的How Will I Make It (Park West High School Mix|Explicit)歌詞歌曲

How Will I Make It (Park West High School Mix|Explicit)

Big L2025年10月31日

How Will I Make It (Park West High School Mix|Explicit) 歌詞

How Will I Make It (Park West High School Mix|Explicit) - Big L

Composed by:L. Coleman/A. Hester

Produced by:Lamont Coleman

Ayo some people was born in Heaven with a silver spoon in they mouth

And had everything handed to them on a silver platter

And never had to work hard for nothin'

Then there are some people

That was born in the opposite world of those that was born in Heaven

Which is called hell

And had to work hard for everything they got

And never had nothing handed to them and never will for real

I'm only at the age of ten

And life already seems to me like it's heading for a dead end

'Cause my moms be smoking mad crack

My pops went out for a fast snack and never brought his ass back

Nobody knows how I feel it's quite ill

'Cause I had to steal to fill my stomach with a nice meal

Too ashamed to walk the streets

Wearing the same cheap sneaks and dirty outfits for weeks

Even my holidays got damaged

'Cause on Christmas I asked Santa for a father and a hot sandwich

I just can't take it uh-huh uh-huh

And every day I ask myself "How will I make it?"

It seems like my life been cursed ever since I was a child

And how will I make it? I won't that's how

I walk around with a frown I got no reason to smile

And how will I make it? I won't that's how

Ayo times was rough I had to grow up foul

And how will I make it? I won't that's how

I always knew that I'll end up doing time on the Isle

And how will I make it? I won't that's how

Five years passed by now I'm at the age of fifteen

No more fun and games it's time to get cream

'Cause I'm about to burst it's like my life was cursed

I went to church prayed every day and it still got worse

Soon I ran into a couple of guns

Started stalking the streets late robbing suckers for funds

Now every day I creep with the heat ain't nothing sweet

I rob for meat if I don't steal I don't eat

Then I lost control and started going too far

Robbed this brother named Umar then got snatched by the blue car

Where I grew up it was a living hell

Then I started to realize I'm better off in a prison cell

Now I can sleep now I can eat

Can't hit skins but I wasn't hitting skins when I was in the street

Ayo I just can't take it

And every day I ask myself "How will I make it?"

It seems like my life been cursed ever since I was a child

And how will I make it? I won't that's how

I walk around with a frown I got no reason to smile

And how will I make it? I won't that's how

Ayo times was rough I had to grow up foul

And how will I make it? I won't that's how

I always knew that I'll end up doing time on the Isle

And how will I make it? I won't that's how

Doing time was full of stress G

All the fightings and stabbings and men finding men sexy

One tried to test me didn't find it humorous

Beat him with a pillowcase filled with cans of tuna fish haha

My time came to a cease I'm back on the streets again

I hope I don't get snatched by the beast again

But it's getting crazy hectic 'cause I'm broke get up naked

And can't get a job 'cause of my jail record

Before you know it I was robbing them same ducks

I even started robbing homeless folks for their change cups

My whole life was deserted

Either I'ma go back to jail or get murdered but do I deserve it?

All I tried to do was live the one life that I got

But it seems like I can't get a fair shot

Word up

I just can't take it uh-huh uh-huh

And every day I ask myself "How will I make it?"

It seems like my life been cursed ever since I was a child

And how will I make it? I won't that's how

I walk around with a frown I got no reason to smile

And how will I make it? I won't that's how

Ayo times was rough I had to grow up foul

And how will I make it? I won't that's how

I always knew that I'll end up doing time on the Isle

And how will I make it? I won't that's how

Word up man it's real rough out here man

In the ghetto all you can wish for is a better tomorrow

 

It ain't getting no better it's only getting worse word up