Good Die Young Pt. 1 - Journalist 103

His life was uncommon

He was a dreamer, believer, like Common

From the land of the down trodden

When them pills get to poppin'

Them thangs get to poppin'

Our life is a soap opera, the world watchin'

Typical outcome of the black male

Anticipatin' on meeting death or a jail cell

So we live life fast,

Movin' them fat bags, dimes and twenties

Beyond hungry, him and his sister starving

So he hustles to keep her up out of Starvin' Marvin’s

His last hope for living, so he does what he gotta

So she can have a life that’s worth living

It’s bone chilling, a Donald Goines sequel

From dope fiends, these amphetamines are mad lethal

So fuck it, here pump the diesel

Another youth gone, battling demons spawned

Death’s prequel