Fucked Life

Many were forced to sit down, no lap of luxury

Handcuffed, van stuffed, brought into custody

The same ones who came and claimed tough as dungarees

Got drained over a dice game from a rusty piece

I'm free, ironically, cuz I got it lock and key

Would've been blessed those that held me down if it was up to me

Words from an old head stuck with me

Thug it out through thick and thin so you can live comfortably

Hip hop was my medicine, musical heroin

I'll never let the devil win, evil I'm severin'

Even the reverend these days is a finesser

Preaching the gospel while his draws up on ya lady's dresser

No need to press the, issue, cats softer than wet tissue

Shooting through the industry like a missile, can't wait to get misused

I'm a recluse, quiet, steadily stacking for my cushion

In these streets I keep it moving, from these fiends I keep it pushing...!