M.R.S. Video (MV)

The streets wanted me to die at a young age
12 gauge early end to my evil ways
I lived longer than all of my old constituents
And common sense in them streets was my deliverance
I picked my battles and rolled alone wit low tone
No telephones my small circle had made they bones
On the cornas so long I was a street sign
And my street mind taught me how to keep mine
Fast forward 30 years I done calmed a little
Got some kids doing better than they Daddy did
Out da gutta I slip and slide wit no butta
No regrets and ready to embrace death
20 years outta prison no walk in the park
The light might shine on the things that I did in the dark
Every step was with precaution my soul up for auction
A life a barking can darken and leave ya heart hardened
My treasure is the rain and the sunny sky
My treasure is the rain and the sunny sky
My treasure is the rain and the sunny sky
My treasure is the rain and the sunny sky
Tackle football asphalt was the turf
Rock fights wit ya friends no complaints of hurt
Government cheese corduroy jeans patched knees
Rugged chemistry was the only way to be
Became a parent it was apparent I wasn't caring
No soft side you backslide get rawhide
No need to hide my past actions were dramatic
Life's mathematics can sum it up and subtract it
The division came when the kids came of age
Now I can lie and say my tears are falling on the page
But I won't I'm dried up like beef jerky
And I can shut off an emotion if it's gonna hurt me
The results are what they is and if it ever change
The barbed wire on my heart might release the pain
With wisdom you lose some and win some
And every outcome can open up ya eyes some
My treasure is the rain and the sunny sky
My treasure is the rain and the sunny sky
My treasure is the rain and the sunny sky
My treasure is the rain and the sunny sky
This for every Brotha struggling wit a trouble past
That hustled cornas in the day out that bubbled glass
That went from red or blue flag to a true Dad
That dodged a bodybag to make it to a Granddad
Got yoself together puzzle pieces all completed
All that drama in ya life done got backseated
Don't even think about none of my past nonsense
Every step I want to make a good footprint
Find a focus that you can Trezure without measure
And let the Rain wash away the stuff that doesn't matter
A Sunni Skye could be the reason that you crack a smile
And see yo kids grow up once they have a child
No acting wild just settle down and rest easy
Stay sucka free I don't wanna die from diabetes
Close my eyes for the last time with much peace
Used to run wit the Indians but died chief
My treasure is the rain and the sunny sky
My treasure is the rain and the sunny sky
My treasure is the rain and the sunny sky
My treasure is the rain and the sunny sky