No Blemishes

[Verse 1] I still can hear my gaga tellin' me that I need to be home before dinner time Or the principal callin' my name over the intercom Weighin' up on my Digimon, I got them yings poppin' Still can hear my screen swingin' open when my fiend knockin' Can hear them shots goin' off, whizzin' past my head Or the sound of the impact when I crashed my sled Can hear my pops tellin' me he ain't got bail fare He ain't gon' pay to bury me or push a nigga wheelchair 'Member my sister Ari callin' me a crybaby No matter what happen to me, I know shе got Jamie Can hear my cousin Smiley scrеamin', "6 Mile YBS" Can hear my uncle Keeper tellin' me, "You got it, neph'" Always runnin' from the police, I had to park the Monte Can hear them sirens in my ear from like two cars behind me Can hear that glass shatter right before it hit his temple Still can hear that old lady screamin' out her kitchen window [Chorus] Got the most vividest, vaguest of images On my resume, it ain't no stains or no blemishes You can't put no smut on my name when you mention it The gang I'm in you just can't claim without no membership Been in this shit since I was eight, long live my nigga Brett All this shit did was brought me pain and stole my innocence Can't put too much cut on the X, that shit be hit-or-miss Last grade I completed was the eighth, ain't been suspended since [Verse 2] All the crime, never did a stint Should've went with my first mind, we end up gettin' flicked Mergin' between them blurred lines with a brick of fent Remind me of the first time a nigga went to Flint I still can see them state troops and them speed traps Stash full of blues, pourin' the juice thick as beeswax I still remember last thing my nigga Slick told me Same nigga I feed'll be the same nigga that snitch on me I can't recall how all this Creature shit had came about Like, yeah, I broke the law, but that ain't shit to be ashamed about Miss hearin' Ms. Karen tell me it's never too much Still feel my skin crawlin' watchin' my granny shoot up My first Cartis came from off the Boston baked beans I miss the look on shorty face off the eighteen Still got one foot in, one foot out, it's like a jab step Sick I had to watch my nigga Joey take his last breath [Chorus] Got the most vividest, vaguest of images On my resume, it ain't no stains or no blemishes You can't put no smut on my name when you mention it The gang I'm in you just can't claim without no membership Been in this shit since I was eight, long live my nigga Brett All this shit did was brought me pain and stole my innocence Can't put too much cut on the X, that shit be hit-or-miss Last grade I completed was the eighth, ain't been suspended since [Outro] Let's get it Goin' to school with too much money got my son suspended Goin' to school with too much money