a life led twisted, grew up fast almost fuckin miss it
childhood revisited, hugged the block never the submissive
i'm punchin my ticket, pockets gettin fatter but the cops is listening
lookin back in hindsight, i guess you could say i never got my mind right
gettin drunk soakin up the lime light, stab a motherfucker when i feel the times right
got off the fast lane just in time, my boy caught a slug in his neck and i feel when his mom's cry
so i get myself a nine to five, my gut is clenchin i still wanna be on the grind
but i know it's better this way, it's better to feel the demon than to be in the devils grace
should i go to war wit a foreign face, why when theirs big problems here in the united states
and i know i was definently a factor, when them fiends were overdosin when they were all smacked up
too many questions and not enough answers, no wonder my mind stays wandering keepin sleep from reach
what if all the fuckin wrong would cease, wouldn't that be a GOD DAMN treat
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