Lyrics
ayo, this life gets pretty crazy sometimes man... yo
1st Verse: Yo ever since I came into this game there have been people that doubt me/
Question what I'm reppin', they know nothin' about me/
And then people scout me just to see what my life like/
Like f*** that, everything I spit on this mic right/
Here, is so sincere, so near and so dear/
It should be clear when it reaches yo' ears/
That I'm here, after all these years, and all these fears/
I've pushed on and stood strong, for all of the tears/
That we've shed, all the blood that we've bled/
All the lies we've been fed, this demise, we've been dead/
But I said, I would stop the rain, I'd make a pain stop/
It burns every single time I'm touched by a raindrop/
But this games not gonna be the end of me/
Neither will it be an enemy, probably a friend of me/
So sit back with this Hennesey an' pop another bottle/
Swallow all my sorrow, I ain't thinkin' 'bout tomorrow//
Chorus: But I ain't done 'till my heart stops, lungs cave/
Front page, LunatiKK dead wit a bullet in his head/
With the holy rosary wrapped around my wrist/
With a gripped grip and an empty clip, bull sh** /
F*** that, I'm gonna buck back, b*** es get snuffed crack/
But lets get back to rap, a corrupt track/
Makes me crazy, you see my lunacy/
LunatiKK in this b*** , homie it's just you and me//
2nd Verse: Crack open that century, rollin' up that green grass/
Light it up and lay back, I just wanna dream fast/
I crave so badly for this false reality/
Normal can't exist, I'm surrounded by abnormalities/
Minor technicalities, I spaz in the lab/
Yo my bad, but I'm mad, 'cuz you've grabbed all I had/
And you left me with barely enough to ever cope wit/
To a state, where I hate myself and I'm hopeless/
Throw me a rope quick, I'm about to hit the floor/
I'm about to spit the 44 out the four door/
Hardcore war, it's all that makes sense to me/
I'm doomed let them bullet zoom, boom, boom, sentence me/
But never question me, you better question you/
'Cuz you're the one that made me pop the Smith an Wesson fool/
Quick aggression wooh, you dug you're own grave/
You turned me into this psycho with the chrome gauge//
Chorus: But I ain't done 'till my heart stops, lungs cave/
Front page, LunatiKK dead wit a bullet in his head/
With the holy rosary wrapped around my wrist/
With a gripped grip and an empty clip, bull sh** /
F*** that, I'm gonna buck back, b*** es get snuffed crack/
But lets get back to rap, a corrupt track/
Makes me crazy, you see my lunacy/
LunatiKK in this b*** , homie it's just you and me//
3rd Verse: Gunshots pop, twin glocks drop, cops stalk/
Stop, drop, roll, 'cuz the block's hot, gwaps not/
An option, when you headed straight into a coffin/
No precaution, when I'm drankin' that concauction/
Bottled kris, hollow tips, swallow this pain/
Bring it back, light a match, wallow in this game/
Put it in the air, my dispairs in that kronick smoke/
My lifes a ballistic, sadistic, demonic joke/
So I roll some dope, blaze 'till the next week/
Lay back, headphones bump Immortal Technique/
So as I blaze several, I Dance With The Devil/
Pass 'im the blunt, as I smash on the petal/
In my dreams, I see the high-beams on the church/
My familys outside, gathered 'round the hearse/
Wake to mistakes of the previous night/
But it's aiight 'cuz I'll fight through this devious life/
'Cuz//
Chorus: But I ain't done 'till my heart stops, lungs cave/
Front page, LunatiKK dead wit a bullet in his head/
With the holy rosary wrapped around my wrist/
With a gripped grip and an empty clip, bull sh** /
F*** that, I'm gonna buck back, b*** es get snuffed crack/
But lets get back to rap, a corrupt track/
Makes me crazy, you see my lunacy/
LunatiKK in this b*** , homie it's just you and me/
