cypher 1: dollar and a dream

All we have is a dollar and dream just a

couple youths tryna make it in society

livin in poverty it hurts so we get high

tryna make it by victims of the times

that we livin in

 

Chillin in crib tokin ona blunt Talkin to

my patna bout spittin on the track

needa bring a lil old school to the new

school somethin like snoop d.o. double g

with the ginn and juice and tupac with the thug life. dr dre with the hard bass.

Give it up for the westside. With the

right mind following the blueprints of

the greats we just tryna make these

rhymes tight. Livin life in the fast lane tryna live our life right always stay

humble take a look around we all livin in

the same hell different struggle nd

once ina while we all run into a little

trouble But keep movin keep ya head up

never let anybody see u lookin down u a

soldier dust yo self off and get urself up

off that ground put ur fists up get

ready to go another round.

 

We all gotta start somewhere know

what im sayin fuck what people say you

do you. Stay true to yourself and youll always find the right path