I Can't Go on This Way by Beanie Sigel

  •  I Can't Go on This Way
  • From the album B.Coming
  • © 2005 Roc-A-Fella
  • Categories: Hip-Hop/Rap, East Coast Rap, Mainstream Rap, Hardcore Rap
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Honor, trust, respect, devotion, friendship
Loyalty, karma, team, us, rock, silence
(I can't go on this way)
Evil, bang



Wit no union and no benefits, no dental plans
I can't eat off no hundred grams
I got cavities dat need fillin'
You can't feed a nigga' peanut juice

Now put ya feet up in a nigga' shoes
A lack of green'll give a nigga blues
A sip of purple make a nigga' rue
Nigga' drunk person, speak a sober tune
(I can't go on this way)

Fuck dat, I can't do it man
We make these tips off dis gift dat we cursed wit
But den my mind drift, am I defeatin' the purpose?
Could you feel like shit when you miss yourself first?

Shit, but who gon pay the bills, supply the mills?
No surplus, my baby mama give me drama on the daily
Like she makin' it barely and my kids is eatin' rarely man
(I can't go on this way)

Shit, I'm stressed out gon' doin' what I can't do it
If you put puppies in the oven, do dat make 'em biscuits?
Put hungry dogs in the kitchen, will dey eat the kittens?
Do you hear me or you listenin'? Ders a big difference

Do you catch the lines and the hooks or are you still fishin'?
Des a couple questions dat I need to be answered
Like, is dese backwoods and weed givin' me cancer?
(I can't go on this way)

Shit, I'm stressed out, gon do what I can't do it
My momma say, I got a nerve stress
Got her wakin' up in cold sweats
I'm hard-headed and iron

What make it worse, my lil' brother behind me
Blood pressure runnin' like Harriet, she can't handle it
I got her screamin', "Lord Jesus" like Nahalia
Son, "I'm tellin' ya, please don't let me bury ya"
(I can't go on this way)

I'm stressed man, I'm goin' through it
I was taught trust in the law but still tie up your camel
Use your tongue as your sword and your books as your ammo
But when dem bullets start flyin' and you got pussies around you

Who you rely on, got dem niggaz surround you? Shit
And make me feel like young Tinner, from the start I was finished
How niggaz start wit a finish and begin wit a endin'?
(I can't go on this way)

I'm stressed out, I can't take it no more, man
I'm movin' ass backwards, wit no forward progress
Feel asthmatic, like tread mills keep joggin'
Stagnant, runnin' a place is tragic

My heart in the faith I don't practice
I still pray along, "Forgive me for my actions"
'Cuz I still spit gangsta, think Muslim and act Catholic
(I can't go on this way)

Shit, I gotta still feel feed my youngest son, so glad that I hung in
I can't wait until the rain turn to sunshine
'Cuz I hate to spend my life, my life, my life, my life
Stuck in one time, free patrol the block

Get avoided by the government, avoid the spot
Can't wait till rain turn to sunshine
'Cuz I hate to spend my life, my life
My life, my life stuck in the box
(I can't go on this way)

I feel you big homie, to your real gunner
Straight from the ghetto to the ghetto
Or from the youngaz be the ghettoist ones
Tryna make just as much as we could
Tryna make it but dey gon make it hard as much as dey could

Dat's why
Dat's why I hate 'em man, dey crackers ain't nothin' without paper
Dey look at us it's nothing at all
(I can't go on this way)

Came too far and I ain't goin backwards for nothin'
I ain't bein distracted by nothin'
Midget-size to Dikembe, I ain't back up from nothin'
Ma, I'm still stressin'

It ain't the kid, it's the bills stressin', she hold it down on her own
She held me down at the crib, hold me down while I'm gone
She held me down as a kid
Hold me down while I'm grown and now
(I can't do on this way)

I choose not, refuse not
Down on my own
Now off the streets, runnin' wit the hottest label in the industry
Da hottest label got a nigga 'lotta enemies

So now when I go in baseline
A nice size ratchet to throw in wasteline
I gotta make mine
My bills ain't gettin paid in, kids ain't situated
(I can't go on this way)

Y'all better make a decision before us
Cuz the way dat we livin' ain't all good
Ran away wit dem, hatin' ass niggaz don't like us
Despite dem, we gon do it regardless
But all dis commotion dey causin' I ain't wit it, we ain't wit it

Dey can get it, all it takes is a call
And my dogs'll be down if the rounds gotta unlit though
(I can't go on this way)
Someday gotta forget it though
Consequences for my sentence, gotta forgive us though

I can't go on this way

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