copier X

Verse 1

yea gonna leave this world with no soul,

that's something x said,

yea wanna dream but i'm getting to old,

that's an excuse that is now dead,

eyes so blood shot all i see is red,

always hearing lies and it never stops i hear them coming from inside

my head, i'm trying my best, to get my ass to bed,

it's been a blast taking all these meds,

just to see the after effect,

just to see if it will make me forget,

all the things i regret,

it scares me it makes me sweat,

it says beware and to stay away from the people you protect,

every day i some how find a way to disrespect the people i neglect,

i never lived in the projects,

but i still ate shit so i wont starve to death,

i don't expect to smoke the rest,

i won't reject if it's offered for free without a check,

 

Hook

yea if your soul is black emotionless,

yea if your soul has color smoke that shit,

then you will understand the pain of others in a sec,

 

Verse 2

yea words hurt,

think first,

before the worst,

before they take they're last ride in a Hurst,

this is a game you gotta survive don't die from thirst,

in the hood you pay your checks depending on the purse,

if you ever get arrested at lease you can live in prison,

full of isolation, cold because of the sins people have been placed with,

hopefully you don't get replaced with someone nobody plays with, because

he gonna end up living inside somebody basement,

doesn't have to hide just has to face it,

i've seen many faces,

i've been at to many places,

im having jaw problems i think i need braces,

on my life too, theirs probably not much i've went through,