freestyle
Black tears from my eyes reflect my heart
frozen, broken, an torn apart
long ago someone told me to live free
and for her i tried and fought the sea
of my life that seems forever tainted
but fuck it all imma stay painted
from here on out treat it like the last bout
my backs to the wall n i refuse to fall
so here we go imma give it my all
to struggle to my feet n respond to the call
of my homiez and my crew sippin the 40 brew
from the fishbowled basement to the northern lights
from the Locced parties to them gang fights
im comin home only place i can get along
im comin home so get a phat pack in that bong
im comin home so come on paint up ya face
im comin home so get out if ur a discrace
cause i came home n found narcs in the kitchen
i came home with my trigger finger itchin
just wishin to once again hold on to my chrome
n the feeling of puttin it to some slobs dome
in my closet there are two dead slobs
n a sawed off shotty that does the jobs
but all i know how to do is survive
and how to bust caps so i stay alive
surviver got nothin on my life
even without gangs theres fuckin strife
from love to the day to day
feels like i always gotta pay with pain
goddamn i fuckin miss that rock cocaine
and mary jane the things that keep me sane
but instead im sittin here talking to the shadows
contemplating about jumpin outta windows
no time like the present and i cant live in the past
just waiting for it to end witta 9's blast
cause no one lives forever but we can decide how we go
so imma die for my crew taken out by the rifo
or kilt by a crackhead tryin to score
fuck man i dont even know anymore
shit doesnt even have a beat
im hungry but got nothin to eat
that'll keep my soul alive and moving
i dont even know what im proving
to myself or the world
or this shitland where i was hurled
just trying to make it another day
fuck flipping my way out im here to stay
just keep poppin gats n slangin yay
bombs with the three second time delay
set fire to my enemies house
watch em all run out fuckin louse
my brain doesnt even work anymore
anyone someone what am i living for?
if it wasnt for her it was for my crew
but without them i dont know what the fuck to do
only thing i know is how to live by the gun
and how to have a little fun
with the help of my drugs
forever feeling them coke bugs
i hate everything and i hate everyone
i wish my fucking life had never begun.