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Peak #791
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Peak #426
Author
SnypE
Uploaded
September 24, 2006
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MP3 3.9 MB • 128 kbps • 4:14
Lyrics
I'm sittin at my table, wishin' mom was cookin' dinner
But I'm on my lonesome as I cussed and claimed I'ma winner
As I strolled out the house, walked down the block
Turned the corner to the avenue where I purchased a glock
Now I'm on the spot, DA got the whole stretch on lock
And I'm scared to show my face cuz I mite just get shot
Got A pen in my pocket, Itz the last thing i took
Before I stormed out, Oh yea, I also grabbed my rhyme book
I got my life written in pagez, nothin' more than that
My family thinkz I'm insane cuz I look towardz rap
Itz my comfort, itz my jacket in the rain ...
The pain, the strain, itz the ink that carved this name
Now i'm sittin' on the porch of my homiez..
thinkin' if it wasn't for them, then I'd be lonely..
Reminiscing on better dayz, wishin' they'd resurface
Thinkin' of bein' locked up.. tell me whatz the purpose....
Itz me against the world..
Now day 2 of the drama, well thatz just in versez
Cuz you ain't followed seventeen yearz, fill them with hearsez
Since year 1 I was a problem, deemed a child with attitude
Gettin' bad lookz and hated on by fam for actin rude
When I hadnt a clue what to do ..
So I tried to stay true, instead, I was actin a fool
Skippin' school, classez meant less than degreez
Whatz a paper with some fancy writing really mean to me ?
I got a will to fight, yea, I wasn't livin' right..
But itz hard when your struggling to see the light
On the couch buggin', drinkin' 40'z and liquor
Every bottle downed meanz i'm gainin' weight much quicker
I'm gettin' outta shape, got my stomach hangin' low
Got the world against me and my feelingz is like 'so' ?
itz apparent I've given up, got nothin' left to decide
Got no ink left in the pen, so i'm up for my demise
Kinda lost in minez, my wordz go blank on the linez
Sittin' with a blunt in hand, a disgusting man
A fiend for coke and for movin' that one sexual gland
Got a few close callz, run inz with the 5-0
Got the copz callin' me a killer, hopin' I die slow
Got the weight of my homiez locked on my shoulderz..
I told them I'd provide for their famz, so I carry the boulder
Even though they see the stress build in my eyez
Some dayz they ask whatz wrong. I just wanna die
But I look towardz the heavenz, all those who passed
Thinkin' to myself, damn, i gota do better than that
I wanna live my life the fullest, even spawn a few kidz
So when they're old enough, show 'em how to invest they're bidz
Show 'em what I did wrong, and what I did correct
Teach 'em to defend for themselvez, and to honor respect
Give 'em a pen and pad and maybe they can write some life
Atleast have a good one have it that I die tonite..
Itz just me against the world
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