Stress in my head
• Written by LRNR
When homies were out thieving
i was witnessing my father leaving
with my baby sista, she was only teething
See my momma, she was weeping
Why we gotta struggle for freedom
When the riches are put in idol gods kingdoms
that gonna make a common man Start scheming
Now we lost our balance then we start leaning
But we ignore the problem
Like we dont wonder why lucifer became a demon
And why that girl turned to fiending
did we forget that Martin was Dreaming?
Damn i gotta be the last real mothafucka breathing
Crusing ends up you representing your set
Too much stress in your damn head
but now youll do anything to get that bread
even if it means a wife and child dead
How did a accident murder turn into street cred
Now in order to get a meal you gotta get beef and cheese
But now its a young life taking the late fee
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LRNR
Member since July 24 2014