I’m just sitting watching time go by
1 second 2 seconds 3 4 5
I look down at my wrists, they’re not slit, so my raps is still alive
Cuz They hold me down through these hard times
Now it is true that I spit original game
But in a way, all this shit is the same
Cuz everybody in this world feels pain
We need it, just to keep us sane
Now you can sit back and close your eyes
Create your own mental disguise
But this here, may lead to your own demise
Because things will hit like a fucking surprise
Look. I done seen, So many days, so many nights
Heard of, So many goddamn pistol fights
And it bites, Always getting caught up in the hype
Like who killed pac or who sniped that little dike
You already know when I get on the mic
I spit the shit that I live in my life
So I gotta use this music to vent when I write
Cuz otherwise I be doing 25 to life
Now I’ll admit I don’t know shit about no infrared sights
Or, having scars from being stabbed with a knife
But I do know that if you pussies push me tonight
Then my reaction could be unpredictable, homie aight
