Untitled Song

 

Verse 1

A victim of the generation, on the block causing trouble,

Me verses a nation, You consider my life as a violation,

Just be patient, I'm tired of waiting,

Dad wasn't there for me but he helped in my creation,

Taking care of my people, it was never that simple,

Life is just a book of riddles,

Fall to your knees at the end of the ritual,

Day dreaming these nightmares,

The road we taking got me scared, Had the gun in my hand then I was dared,

We was young kids, we didn't know better, 5 years later,

one was arrested for using a gun to get cheddar, Time went by,

Now he's in the sky, I tried not to cry, but my eyes couldn't lie,

Now I'm just trying to get by, But it hurts that I see the same thing on the screen,

This world is like the hulk, mean and green, Now R.I.P,

I love This world but at the same I hate it,

These battle scars, no one can aid it, I'm all that's left,

But my lyrics are therapy they take care of me, Get shit off my chest,

Pedals of the red rose, flow in the gray sky,

Each count how many homies died, Create To Devastate, Not many relate,

I hope I make it to heaven before they close the gates

 

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