Problems - Rappin' 4 Tay

no I can't run  I can't hide from all this pressure  
if I sell out that means I'm copping to a lesser charge  
and whenever there's a will baby  there's a way  
each one teach one  I always say  
the murder rate is rising  soceity ain't scaring me  
life is like a puzzle  ain't no telling when they'll bury be  
they wanna tell me how to live  
but I got dues to pay  now how much money you gon' give  
for my PG and me bill, 'cause it's a week late, 
leave the hustle alone, fool, don't procastanate, 
cause I'm a get mine, and that's the way I was taught, 
fool, now what you thought, 
that I was born and raised in a big house, 
while you would sleep up in the bed, I slept on the couch, 
I tried to study, but was often interrupted, 
because the nieghborhood I'm from is so corrupted, 
rats and roaches creeping through the cracks in my walls, 
while my folks down the street breaking plain and ball, 
trying to count as much as they can count is like hell, 
is kind of hard being raised off up in the cell, 
get on your own, and get you some bizness, black, 
stay sucker-free, and by all means, watch your back, 
you ain't gotta listen, but take it from your boy 4-Tay, 
fool, you think you pormised another day?, 

each peice of life is like a puzzle, can you slove 'em, 
stress 'll drive you crazy tryin to deal with these problems, 
problems, problems, how you gon' solve 'em, 
man, I'm going crazy trying to deal with these problems, 

Each and every day on these streets, game is getting sicker, 
thicker than a King-size snicker, 
and I know who's got the plug, don't need no witness, 
cause your bizness ain't everybody elses bizness, 
snitchers, and gothams, and gangstas, they&#