This’ll not be the last time that I feel like the world’s falling on me It’s not the first either, I got the worst fever with no health insurance To see no nurse neither and water ain’t the only thing that I’m thirsty for My throat hurts but the pain in my heart hurts deeper I feel like God cursed me for no reason in a cold season Eating Ramen noodles twice a day (getting fat) I can’t live my life this way, got rid of the habit for hydros and drug he said But sometimes it comes back rearing its ugly head Don’t let ‘em fool you, that motherfucker would love me dead Left me broke, sleeping in a park instead of a bed And when my mind gets ahead of my head I start thinking of a metal Beretta with lead And a picture of myself as a boy with a letter that said, ”Remember me like this ‘cause this man is better off dead!” Than this louse sitting on a couch in a house With the hands on a clock moving slowly And a mouse is the only thing keeping me from being lonely I got homies that’s dead, some are in jail Base heads trapped in a room and some are that pale I hate this shit, yo I gotta get out because it makes me sick It makes me strong, you cannot break me bitch
[Chorus x 2]
Man, I walk with the devil talking to God Murder stories in this purgatory coughing up lungs And I will not break, I will not fall This is just another rhyme that I wrote on my wall
[Verse 2]
I write about my surroundings so if it sounded dire Come on everybody, gather round my fire You can stand away so you won’t burn your skin And become as vermin as him and watch me turn into sin My words are darkened, my candles are burning so dim That when you look in the mirror you might turn into him Sermons and hymns so mister our father And if I feel you’re relating to what I’m saying I spit my bars harder Scarred from not a lot of hope, proud of my ability to cope Soak in Heineken and Philly smoke And my words are probably ugly as a billy goat Still he wrote each word, squeezed out a steely throat Shit is really dope, I came a long way, it’s been a long day Slaine don’t stop now, your crew was counting on you God showed me how hard I had to work for it I really want it
[Chorus x 2]Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
