All Alone All Along (Allroundaproduction beat)
Pure Rap
Me and my brother Suge and Van Go just a couple country boys that like to do our thang on the mic been doing this ish bout 4 years now I guess I smoke a lot
Lyrics
What do you do when you got no choices/
Lying in ya bed, hearing voices/
Try and beg swhat the blind man said/
Might get me fed but Im better off dead/
Imma fallen angel, a stain a blight/
Crooked wings, broken halo, fangs in sight/
Cant go right when your better off wrong/
All alone, all along/
Take a look at me I designed the storm/
Took on all the pain, I cant hide no more/
Damn near insane and Im tired ah war/
Standing out in the rain firing off this .44/
Like a warlord may b lost without my sword/
Whats my rhymes? minus vocal coords?
See the signs, darkness falls end ah times/
Dont wanna spend my last days standing in a line/
Try 2 get mine, I watched u get yours/
Now Im spitting sh** hard enuf to get 5 mics in the source/
While these lil kids run around get awards/
Im pullin a gun, kicking in doors/
Whats the game without a little bit ah truth/
Spitting the blues got me splittin the booth/
Roll another blunt while Im sitting with you/
Wise men talk ah knowledge, I aint listening dude/
Take a lil ride in my mind my soul/
Been trying so hard to find control/
Pull myself off this dusty shelf/
Looking for a bit ah compassion but nones left/
Nowhere, dont wanna go there/
Dessert of lies it so bare/
It dont play by rules its no fair/
Nowhere, dont go there/
All things Ive done, all things Ive seen/
Forgiveness, wonder if theres even such a thing/
Is there a heaven, angles flappin their wings/
Devil patient down below, waiting on me/
I Had a 45 back then,it never let me down/
Round after round it kept me on top of the ground/
Now Im, still here, pictures crystal clear/
Lifes knife'll rip u ear ta ear/
What do you do when you got no choices/
Lying in ya bed, hearing voices/
Try and beg swhat the blind man said/
Might get me fed but Im better off dead/
Imma fallen angel, a stain a blight/
Crooked wings, broken halo, fangs in sight/
Cant go right when your better off wrong/
All alone, all along/
