some shit i had on paper for awhile....this is my 2nd audio
i aint into this shit that much....but its aiight i guess, seeing how im just a white boy in florida tryin to smoke every once of erb....what ever, ya momma
Story behind the song
its really self explainable so listen to the lyrics....its only real
Lyrics
integraty built on a legacy, on what you call a keep-sake..
I'm living like, i hit the sweep-stakes....and shook hands with Ed McMahn..
made a quick grand, already pain for Wic-Plan, while snakes bathe in quicksand...
i want it all......then tear this whole globe alone..
pushin 4 door ford probes with motorola phones...
securty homes, stretch limo's with the light-tent...
instead of facing 25-to-life of inditements...
brothers locked up, sending christmas cards to me...
signed sincerly with yours truly...writtin paths of Lords Duty...
some questions i answer some i'm not able to..
dont worry about what society has labeled you...its true
blue lights rose you to new heights and you know im still down boo....
HoOk.....2x
Im Strugglin, Im hustlin....i'm tryin to keep my gun from bustin
but this drama multiplyin aint addin on to nothing..
thinkin something...dreams flooded....
endless life until we at the end and finally realize........it was really nothing....1:14
time slowly passes new years with new era's..
so did my pain, manafestin into terror..
broken homes to hearts left defenseless..relentless..
gods rain like struggles and my hook the shits endless...
blurred vision intoxins my comatosed mind-state..
souls rained whether, the way my soul seems to crys-fate...
wheres my due, time off from this life of hurting-seasons..
inert heathens feeding on,,, my means with verbs reachin..
prophet preaching, dropped will, fought life....i always thought twice
ways the right, i pray day and night, for the will and given fright, shits a sight...fuck a life...
yea fuck a life....
my minds bloated..... full of bullshit i would of pulled shit if i had my nine loaded
its only true to relate to the shit recited...
my emotions never felt, im feelin extra-dited...
forever tired, if you was me you'd be askin for me to shoot-ya....
5 years of makin it work she killed our future...
rocks on the ring finger but thats not the issue..
hurt and left open wondering why i still miss you..
wish i kissed you bye atleast for that moment...
some how, some way that place in out hearts is still open..
now im stuck and steady on the defensive...
