my life & shit thats been goin on throughtout it & even rescent events
Lyrics
i thank god for dnicest & givin him life//
i live it nice though i might not be livin it right//
when i'm spittin in mics//
its like my biggetst critics my wife//
keepin me focused
makin sure my precisions precise//
& i'm rippin it right//
neva to leave the crowd hangin//
dawg i aint a gangsta
but my flow is still bangin//
stranglin, ya ears so u can listen to me//
rap needs to change its like its a sicknin disease.......
cuz......
(hookx2)
life aint a box of chocolates or a bottle a bub//
its not candy coated & damn sure not just a club//
what we need to do is face it & get ridda the censors//
death aint pretty but its part of gods picture........
(verse 2)
i know some things i do might seem un-holy//
& it aint cuz jesus aint here to patrol me//
or control me, cuz he aint a control freak//
lovin me for who i am &
always there to console me//
so i smoke weed!!-
dont mean that i'ma dope fiend,//
my papers ligit cuz- i just like to roast trees//
so me,- i flow to the beat & rock wit a buzz//
& say fuck the marines i let god be the judge//
bottled up sorrow sucks so i hold it within//
lettin all my tears of anger flow from a pen//
saddened emotions, i try & hold em inside//
close people die see my eyes yo i wont even cry//
well i might cry a spell//
but what drives my lifeless cell//
headin to paridise city on the highway to hell//
trin to have enough se for a wife & sum kids//
it aint easy, then again, nothin in life iz...........
(hookx2)
the third verse......
Donnis's hurst Dnicest rebirth//
its likely this verse'll ignite//
and brighten my words,
like lightnin quick verbs they strike//
& enlightin ur mind//
the strong visualize,-
the weak ones jus go blind//
the sun rises in the east but it sets in the west//
started over there now the best'll put it to rest//
all cultures collide lettin all coast coincide//
and roast in the mind of a guy
who jus wrote it in rhyme//
i'm quotin that i'm, gonna be a great in mah prime//
but like Ali i pitta patta cuz i'm takin my time//
then a patient suprise//
when i punch ya face through ya mind//
u'll wake at the time, the ref iz callin 8 & then 9//
then 10 when it kicks in....awww u didnt win//
& all it took was mah knowledge & a real swift pen//
now ya peeples stop talkin
who ya thought was ya friends//
i know it hurts but dont give up
because its far from the end.........
(hookx2)
dont cdad was like a tumbleweed
always gone wit the wind//
it hurt bad as a kid
i aint gonna pretend//
that it was okay, cuz he
aint even sho at my birth//
me & momz stayed together &
we coped wit the worse//
no child support so i'm stealin
clothes from mah work//
a lil hellion gettin caught between
the dope & the dirt//
dont care bout myself
i'm always focused on her//
see her smile to make me happy
but i'm knowin she hurt//
overworked & underpayed
jus like a slave, from day to day//
to pay fo a safe place fo me to play//
& escape the fight, but i'm still
trippin at night, hittin da pipes//
given the life that i picture is right//
cuz i'm doin mah thang//
loosin mah brain, movin but strained//
from improvin, introduced
into a world fulla games//
but i'm cruisin to the music
& i'm swervin through lanes//
before i crash i hope i find the one that
takes me to fame.................
