Depression had me learning lessons even in betweens rock's & hard place.
Fiends don't see me they see a barr'd face.
Small-time meaning par-say, transaction faster than a nascar race.
Ask my self, why put my life in a fast pace.
Governmet trap'd us, urban life from a glass case.
No telling what i would do for a meal ticket.
Time to hit a liq, leave em stuck on a pivot.
period, weed and liquor skipp'n the brain on consequences.
in & out is how i wanna finish, no witness
thats my pleasure in business
Until then, im yawn'n and tired in the spot.
Put fire on a razor & apply it to the rocks.
Chizzl'n pebbles 10 and up on a pops
body like a digital watch, no hands for the cops
means no cuffs no checkin in my socks
means my life has luck and now im back on the clock.
Take myself from dice on the cement to the carpet table
Casino labels, cuban smoke blowin through my nasals.
No attention needed, the soldier was born in a stabel.
woodchips and threaded sheets
pain so sharp & deep it can pierce through army nickle plated jeeps.
anxietey attacks in me never think twice on dead'n beef.
hold my head and stay calm w/ heavy feet.
adrenaline twisted so how my heart keep a steady beat?
Maybe Escobar or rich porter
Over the border my orders never decrease or get shorter.
Just give me a half pipe, pot pyrex and water.
soufle got me ending up w/ a duece and a quarter.
Drug game older than tennessee oilers
In the middle of dilemas like a rape charge lawyer
Mother why did i do it, why i wrap that dope.
why i rap that dope
Nightmares of see'n me clapp'd at the throat
I park my roses and rest my body to the back of the boat.
More of a solider than joseph and noah.
Over and over whippin white powder w/ baking soda.
Take me away from the system
Away from this prison, i don't pump no fruit juices.
Tell God to take me away from the rubiks.
Down on both kness, make me lose it.
I had a chance to skip land but stuck in my ways made me do it.
how i abuse it, tried to make it through music.
fear or paparrazzi floccin like gooses
the nation turned into hypocrits and nusence.
Dreams of seein me dead on the floor
5 shots to the chest cavity core
slow motion i can hear the gravity roar
face to face w/ a bullet askin what you mad at me for.
answered back saying just know tragedy scored.
postponed waken up sweat'n, hearin water dash to the floor.
Everyday life it's my chore, i gotta get back to the door.
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