Taken For Granted

[Syke talking]

Yeah, this goes out,

To all my little shorties, my nephews,

My lil homeboy's kids

My big homeboy's kids,

And uh, my neutral son Chris man

Little Corey Mack I had to put you in this one man

cause you know I love you

Verse 1:

Now take little Corey Mack just livin' on the edge

Not a care in the world just a walkin' dead, people said,

He wouldn't live past the age ah sixteen

Juvenile delinquent constantly sykin' up to dope fiends,

Mean mugging over thuggin' on everybody he knew

Had a down crew tripped out on them to,

But the booze started kickin' in he couldn't win

Now eighteen on his way to the state pen

Don't turn ya back on ya friends was in the letters he wrote

His mom going broke on packages and Newports,

Time's short and now his terror's on the streets

Big Corey Mack's back trippin' only been a week

At his peak wid his devilish game

His family's tryna keep him tamed

He's tryna build his street fame

He said he can't change or rearrange for the right,

Then he didn't come home one night,

You tell me what happened...

[Syke talks]

Now this one, goes out, to my little homegirls

Nelly's daughters and all my lil homegirls daughters

Verse 2:

Now take lil pretty fine Priscilla,

Got turned out, chasin' cash and drug dealers

Big willies only leave ya lonely and dissed,

Back in the day Priscilla wasn't even like this

She had to insist on being conceited, and flauntin' her looks

Instead ah reachin' her mind in the text book

Many got shook for havin' low budgets and regular cars

No action wid a buck she wants a movie star by far,

She's gorgeous and the center of attraction

She wants a football player wid a mansion, the latest fashion

She needs is that the greed is wrong

Her parents gave her morals that were strong, hear me on

How she canived on one girlfriend,

Slept wid one's man cause he had a Benz

When will it end and will she ever give up,

Now she got five kids livin' life stuck

You tell me what happened...

Verse 3:

Now in life you gotta use what you got

Don't try to plot cause you only get one shot,

To get what you can sequence the plan of a realist

Some don't never ever take nuthin' serious

Keep this in mind ya runnin' outta time make a decision,

Set goals, have dreams, no matter what position that you in

Play to win, the game is cold

Some givin' up game that ain't need to be told

Suckas fold like money it's funny how bad loves company

Stay true to something,

And you will see sunny days,

betta ways are the routes to get out

Can't find a way pray if you ever in doubt

Let you out of the ghetto, hello fool this is real life

Adversity and distress is on the way to paradise

Enticed by expensive things you can't have patience,

It'll be there waitin',

Take nothing for granted

[Syke talking]

Yeah, and that's for sure

Take nothing for granted in life

Everything that you get, betta cherish it,

Like it ain't never coming back,

Cause it might not come back,

So, all the little ones,

Just think before ya do something,

Cause life's to short, wid no support