Demons From Back Then

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V1
Momentarily my mind is off temporarily
Brain dead for a moment
So you can hear hell in me
So you can since the jealousy
So you can since the pain without the pleasurie
So you can feel my heart,
Not blocked by my mind's telepathy
I'ma monster
Goin through a stage of early pain
Tryna maintain
So many things stressin out my brain
Like how to get in the game
How do I make a name
Not tryna get up in it and then not go insane
No one truly understands
But I'm held up by a promise that I made to a man
That was the only reason I didn't pull the trigger when the luger was in my hand
Yea if it wasn't for that
I woulda pilled my cap
I was sure that no one wouldn't react
But I was stupid
I was stupid for the thought of self-murder
That would of been the grimiest shit that you ever heard of
Doin my enemies a favor....
Most of your enemies are stranger
Meanin there's niggas plottin secretly on how to hang ya
But I keep prayin to my savior
So many don't want me be major
And out of respect for your hatin,
I'ma keep makin it hator
Ain't it bad when I can feel it before I can see
I been backstabbed before,
That's shit you can trust and believe
So many niggas are here to crush and decieve
And I know who they are
I cut the grass so I can see these snakes from afar
My girl can't understand
We live two different lives
But she still my ride or die
Prolly be one of the three that would cry
If I was wet up
If I was dead stuck
If someone came and left me dead struck
So for that right there I love her,
Though she feels that I'm fed up
Baby I am fed up
But it's not you, It's the shit that's corrupt
Hoes tryna tell me you fake
I just know that's a bluff
I'm tired of these niggas tryna keep me down
Tired of these hoes comin around
Tired of this stress comin from the past
I can see my old demons now
Pac asked me who the hell do I believe in
I pray to God and asked him to relive me of my demons.
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V2
This gotta be some of the realest shit I ever wrote
These gotta be some of the realest words I ever spoke
But this gotta be some of the biggest pain I ever tought
But this is the shit out of me that life has provoked
I was never born to be in the streets
But nobody is
It's certain perdicaments,
That lead to them street kids
But I don't hate the ones that live that life
A soldier dies once, a coward dies twice
Who's tryna die twice ot of this crooked life
Who's tryna have the bad days and that last night
Who's tryna stress over babies, one bad hoe, and a wife
Who wants to worry about the bill collectors collecting that last check
Who wants to worry about not leavin home without the vest.
Who wants to hear that momma cry when that baby dies
Who wants to see grandma when prayin when that boy rides
Who wants to know the cops raidin every time you build a supply
Who wants the world to label you, because you ain't scared to fly
I'm that nigga
Yea I admit I can relate to about all those niggas
If I had to tell God the story
I would tell it for all my niggas
If had to tell the jury
I tell about all those triggas
But I won't forget to tell,
That jail ain't the worst Hell for them niggas.
I'm the monster in the closet
The evil invisible spirit
Brass and Nick are two different niggas
Nick's good, I'm the killer
But I don't kill without since
Only for dollars and shit
I'm drivin by my own means
Number one, to get rich
This is me
Not some nigga that you see on TV
BET ain't got enough shit that could ever censor me.
I'm violent
But I'm Thug Life
Pac named me
The Hate U Give Little Infants, like me,
Fucks Everybody
I could go on forever about how I'm survivin in this weather
I could only talk only for a minute about how I'm makin this cheddar
But I'ma start workin hard on makin that breadder
This is the first step to me makin my life better.

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