1983 Remix

I had to write this in blood, cause the ink wouldn't stick

I sold five to six million but, yo, that really ain’t really shit

It was supposed to be different, we was supposed to ride out

But Too Much shot his girl, then shot himself in the mouth

Then the Steady Gang form very soon fell apart

‘cause when you just doing all, with no loyalty in your heart

It's like catchin Alzheimer's all these niggas forgetting where they’re coming from

And they’re slowing down, wait a minute, what we’re running from?

This what we’re supposed to do, here’s where we’re supposed to be

I hated MTV for trying to play me like a mockery

But that don’t bother me, I just fulfill my fucking contract

Small price to pay just to get ya piece of mind back

My back, backfire, assassination of my character

Just to makes some millions off America

My younger sister, Erika, just adopted a child

My older brother served fifteen, he made it out

Even though my father loved me, I ain’t seen him in a while

Had to fight my baby mama, bitch, give me my nigga now

‘cause He's running out of time and I need him to understand

The way of the superior man I built a brand

Niggas talk about my taxes, I done paid Uncle sam

I’m surviving ‘cause the mind's eye's quicker than the hand

Heartbreak, disappointment, my mother died when I was nine, I just wanted to join her

Naw Mr. Joiner, you get to California, I got something for you to do

It was like I was annointed

Resurrected, found my purpose, I remember meetin' Dre, being nervous when I would kick my verses

I was virtually worthless

My whole life was a circus

I was sleeping with serpents

And I thought it is worth it

I got a call from Paul, told me shit wasn't working

Exchange words, I told him tell me that shit in person

He probably told Em, and by the way did he said it unapologetic twisted made about him

I seen Slim and he said he didn’t recognize me

Was it that or did he let another man define me?

I don’t know, but now I gotta get this all behind me

Follow my calling when I used to follow niggas blindly

I wish I had a better relationship with my uncles

Blood relatives I could turn to when I’m feeling trouble

And talk about my struggles

My uncle John Nail, he only put me on the phone with different females

And this is such a such, nephew, tell her, what’s up?

Ain’t even ask about Tremayne and Gatlyn, growing up

Fuck, I drink it all and I smash the bottle

Self medicated numb, but I'mma feel it tomorrow

It feel like pain and sorrow was like a second skin

But now that pain was gone I got my second wind

Only the strong live long, you better settle in

I’m fighting forever, I will never let the devil win

1983, that’s where my journey begins

I searched every word for strength, only find it within

This for me and my kid, still dying to live

Living life to the fullest ‘till I see you again