confusion

there comes a time in life when you just gotta move forward

 

no time to move backward yeah i know what you've been through cuz your tatted

 

seen this kid on the corner selling dope he got splattered

 

flew backward from 5 shots to the chest his body shattered

 

weather your from the hood or you rich it really don't matter

 

people say they hungry even when theres food on the platter

this the world series and guess who is the first batter

 

got your mind so fucked and blurred like you smoking on that shatter it won't change you even if your just a 17 year old rapper

 

we ayent gun clappers i know a couple real mans hard trappers

 

i know they say its beef so we will deal with them unlyrical rats after my boy yung c is the chef and I'm the master combine the two you got a trapper

 

i dont wanna here the hate i don't wanna here the laughter i just wanna stop these fools from being fake man they actors

 

I'm on stage you in the rafftors man i love this kush i could smoke it for hours bitch you sounding funny call it austin powers

 

your rap game stink you don't even shower this mathematical shit is typical its like a chemical watch shit explode

 

as I'm walking down a new dark road i hear the voices of them demons i hear the voices of them crows as i think of my brothers on death row

 

i thought i would get caught up in the middle with the four four but i don't move dumb no more i just wanna find the top sitting on the sealing while you laying on the floor

 

and you know theres always more when it comes to war we got shots to poor r.i.p to the ones we lost in the end we will all be gone