reason for my rage I've locked my self in a cage Who are you to tell me contain my self I will never change my wicked ways My heart's full of pain It
Here I stand, waiting for my futureTrying to understand my past, like the witness of a crimeBut it looks like an old movie; No colors, No soundsJust
heart's full of pain It hurts inside Can't take it anymore I've cheated my soul And I'm begging for more Inner conflicts Sorrow's part of the game Inner feelings Pain
Do or dieLike our livesNo trunin' backIt's our prideA second family, takin' care of each othersWe are more than friends, we call them brotherAs a circle
favorite pubSpend some time with you familyDon't take your self to serioyslyLive for todayDo it your wayDon't look backAll's not blackSurfing the web or
CREWONE LIFE, ONE CREWYou closest friends, they know what you stand forTelling you that you're doing right, ? or wrongWhen you look in there eyes, what do
The sun's burning The sky's grey Concret's replaced grass Buildings've replaced tres Can't we find a better way That to wait it's too late We won't be
The sound of hooves behind the doorTime to wield the bladesOn a leather streed we ridesTime's take its toll on the human raceRemember what all had to
own guide,What are we supposed to do? Evil and fire fall from the sky the sun is dying maybe we're all guilty ? A divine intervention or a vengeance of
Why don't you tell us honestly ?Oh, yeah ! Words don't come easily ! So many files not clarifiedProceedings I don't understandI wonder how it's gonna
notable to deny, all these years but I triedAm I the only one who heard, am I the only one who sawAnd what am I supposed to do now, watch them going down
shape is kept The rain it can't hide, wash the pain from this hex Is it so permanent? Did she catch a left eye when it blinks three times Or once just
I don't rap cars or dancing, I rap pain, poverty and fraud romancing, who gon represent for that brother on death row and let him know whether he did it or
Lately I've been going through more bullshit, than a bull fighter So when I say my praises to God, one verse is like a full choir My every thought is pain
fucking with a bitch, I'm breaking benz see lunch But it's either that or you can't point us casualties when we dump Street pain is a motherfucker guard
me, and I guarantee that one of y'all gonna fall I'm just here to do my time, not to trouble you, but I'ma drop These jealous haters until they hear 1
in the Luxury See, first you was our nigga but you made it, so the choice is made Now we gotta slay you why you faded, in the younger days So full of pain
at your crib Mama, I'm still thuggin, the world is a war zone My homies is inmates, and most of them dead wrong Full grown, finally a man, just scheamin
