jon b harmonizing
wc
nineteenninetyeight
damn i can’t believe it
whoever thought throughout the drama we’d live to see it
so many of us done lost lives to the streets
as we reminisce i’m pourin’ liquor for the deceased
think about the times that i spent with many of ’em
hopin’ that the lord let me see the millenium
trapped in this ghetto main seekin’ better days
fightin’ for my conscience tryin’ to shake these wicked ways
i know it’s wrong but it’s hard to change
all my life all i ever knew was hustle and game
lookin’ for answers ever since i was a adolescent
faced with rejection early age stressin’
but now ten years later with doodoo respect
i’m bustin’ million dollar raps and six digit checks
showin’ love to my peeps and my love don’t change
here’s a toast to you fakes
huh
here’s to better days
jon b
it might sound strange
but i
just can’t run away
i just can’t run
i never can’t run run away
it might sound strange
but i
just can’t run away
i never can run away
yeah
yeah yeah
wc
touch a meal ticket shake a spot for good
never
i still got love for the neighborhood
and even though now it’s infested with gunplay
on most days like bootsy i can’t stay away
cause if i shook like y’all shook on me
then whose gon’ stay and guide the way for the lil’ homies
i can’t turn my head on my folks
so i stay visible in these streets and try to give hope
born in the ghetto
raised in the ghetto
got love for the ghetto
i can’t forget the ghetto
how come everytime we get some change in our can
we run away and try to move out as far as we can
i know that jealousy’s the devil’s greed but you worse
than a devil when you turn your back on these young g’s
now feel every word that i say
hear my cry
as i struggle out of thirst and search for better days
repeat
jon b
it might sound strange
but i
just can’t run away
i just can’t run
i never can’t run run away
it might sound strange
wc
another day another dollar
it feels good
to look around and see i’m surrounded by real riders
childhood comrades i ran with for years
shared the same beer and tears over the same peers
player haters swearin’ that all we all g’s
off each others strength with these
regulates the same cheese
no jealousy we all family like sister sledge
lace each other with game
so i can spin beer cans
watch our kids grow together
as we get old together
loc i mean this let no one come in between this
keep our business among us behind doors
and eyes closed on those we consider as foes
outsiders never exposed to your hustle
plus i’m
never been one likely to trust ’em
no negative association just dedication
to watch our paper sprout like this bud mutation
repeat
jon b wc in background
i can’t i don’t wanna run i can’t run
i never can’t run i wanna sleep right here i can’t run
i can’t i don’t wanna run i can’t run
i never can’t run i wanna stay right here jon b
i can’t i don’t wanna run wc
i never can’t run wanna live the good life johnny j
i can’t i don’t wanna run
i never can’t run don’t wanna run
i can’t killin’ in the streets
i never can’t run the streets made me
i can’t hoorider stay true to the streets
i never can’t run
i can’t money can’t buy that
i never can’t run i never can’t run
i can’t
i never can’t run no
i can’t
i never can’t run no no i can’t run
i can’t
i never can’t run
i never can’t run
Artist: Wc Featuring Jon B
Year: 1998
Decade: 90s
Language: en
Word Count: 399