If god is waiting, then my observations should be accepted
They want us to change but we cant our hoods be rejected
violence erupts, silence is up, im letting my rage out
Im a guy too crazy, who maybe, using his pen as a pain scout
Never quiet, terror riots, explode on these heartless streets
Disasters a fact, were plastered in tats, so they mark us bleak
There hasnt been a recent cry, im a decent guy, but im a hot head
My style is dark, i'll probably smile and laugh, when i drop dead
Im raping courage and bedding fear, who's shedding tears?
Probably a bunch of people, when im drunk im lethal, i'll be dead in years
Within the next ten i guess, no more family only my pen i stress
Without a doubt friends lie yes, im calling the devil to end my test
Im thinking constant, im using blood cause ink is nonsense
Im spitting out my arrogance and start drinking my conscience
Dealers are extorting the fiends, im just reporting the screams
Stuck in my head, im giving birth to my demise and aborting my dreams
My path is a lone road, cause of my life my heart is stone cold
Im in my home stoned, people think their superior cause they own gold
People wanna see their funds stack, or add another addition to the gun rack
Do you think the world will change? Do you think jesus is gonna come back?
Do you really hold a nine? Do you really control your spine?
I put my drinking over rhymes, maybe i'll understand with an older mind
Im twenty one so i should of learnt already but the biggest gimmick is earth
Oh fuck this im gonna unleash the real me and not even finish the verse
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