life is good when you rollin in duckets
but fucked up when you ridin in buckets
murder murder kill in the hood I live
hurt a nigga brain to be...
Some time I walk blind but my focus is fine
shots of tequila with lime be blowing my mind
she say she want a thug this bitch is a pug
Paying the price for the life you live
who know's what goes on behind fog and lights.
your head not even half the price,
heart beats confused when...
I been chillin' bro sometime a nigga be stressin' because of bullshit but we all go threw it
I hear the past calling me back
I learned so much in 10 years
broken dreams shed tears
residue in my beard I'm weird
watching the lost threw...
It's hard to breathe in this society
being judged by the citizens.. felonies follow me
while I'm collecting my benefits.. dreams of closed caskets...
you ain't never stop poppin shit homie nice drop I know you been doin you
Times like this, walkin' blind
its hard to find a peace of mind
I'll kill for a wage threw the rage I close my eyes
blocking the rays stuck in my...
these sentences got my niggas doin' sentences
rose from the dirt chasing the lime light photosynthesis
pistols and drugs multiply dividends
the ghetto is wicked, I ate the meal - but ain't get the ticket
bogus and real, I watch my back- dont hang n don't kick it
they cuttin' my throat,...
I ALMOST SHED A TEAR
I hate a cold blooded liar
so much so hope he burns eternally in fire
while taking bullets from the K, pay off the choir
My mission unclear, I walk alone
on crowded cold streets., with the chrome
the spot bumpin', I guess I'll swing by
the top ain't far but she seem...
zero degrees in my bedroom
only 25, but I'll dead soon
when their door *click*, and you hear boom
assassins want what you owe them
not that dusty...
remember fiending for a nickle
with no cash bro broke in vehicles
strong arm robbery pulling capers with no pistols
there's a war brewing, niggas...
night fall and the crooks gather
I'd rather, be a bad boy than a good fella
it's cold in the trenches blood on the benches
prostitutes wither disease...
I'm all alone
when in rome
darkness and fire
surround my home slash unhappy
livin' life like, tomorrow not promised
lets be honest, I'm scared.....
Serious moments, when you bury opponents
leave em' on his home turf buried in his own dirt
these thoughts outline rocky roads walked
patience is a...
Real... no longer exist no need to assist
take a fist to the face we be catching that case
tie em' up at his place had the blunt with a lace
This is hell on earth, celebrate Damien's birth
initiated an indoctrinated no chips in the skin
I ride till the end - blowin' smoke in the wind
I ain't blabberin' check my thoughts
word patterns are assault
these murderer's won't get caught
with lashes on my back still swimming in salt
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