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Verse 1
He stands alone in da darkness as he watches his foes/
Da pain that grows within him is caused by da people it knows/
Will it ever make it, or was it destined to fail/
Its friends gettin pale cuz he knows hes facin jail/
Wish em well, he rather die than be wait in a cell/
Facin life in prison, his friend would never make bail/
its family hates em, and its enemies try and persuade em/
His foes are scared cuz they know they can't take em/
It got rejected, disrespected and couldn't accept it/
it sold his soul to lucifer and had some souls collected/
They called it a nine, wit natural shine but crossed da line/
Between good and evil, this wrong kind had lost his mind/
So much confusion, da reflection became an illusion/
Wasn't losin but collided wit lives it kept abusin/
They called it supernatural, it could spit out balls of fire/
It was a desire, an evil that da devil inspired/
When its hungry most men they just fed it again/
It got somethin in common wit da ink of a pen/-cil/
Ready to kill anything thats testin its steel/
traders kneel or get left in da street for a meal/
Chorus
Its hard to live when ya ready to die/
Its hard to tell da truth when ya livin a lie/
so much pain, tears can no longer cry/
Its hard to live cuz ya death is ready to die/
Verse 2
How can I live, when I got niggas aimin for my chest/
My only chance of survival is to invest in a vest/
God bless, My life has always been put to da test/
Im fightin da hood for respect, how real does it get/
Im under survailance and im losinall my patients/
Im hopin and waitin that I can win this battle with satin/
Growin up in da projects dodgin rockets kept me from college/
No money in my pockets got me ready to pop it/
My stories is true so what would you do if this was you/
Unstoppable Wrong Kind Da lyrical empire is my crew/
If all else fails then just my follow my lyrical trails/
These are da chronicles of rhonic, a real niggas tales/
No phonies fakers fabrications or war stories/
I got my own life, addicted to realness, guts and glory/
