Just another sad song

Another sad song. Another sad beat. The same sad me spitin the same sad heat

No same flow cuz the tears all flow different.

One nigga of a dying breed, just trying to make a difference.

 

This world come with guns and guns come with pain.

So if you plan on hurtin a nigga just make sure I can't aim.

Cuz this life is hard and it ain't no game

Cuz as soon as I left home I knew nothing would ever be the same

 

I started workin cuz I only fought what I believe in

And i believed that nothing came easy so I started achieving

My goals and I hoped that I would make it

And I would keep my sanity and theses niggas would never take it