verse 1 [Deathblow]
Its almost as if i can predict my fall..Its clear my fate is gone..
Not in a state of strong..Not right for me..I always still take the wrong..
Not awake for long..Be down since the pain never left..
Havent had a better depth..Always been bad from the pain forever kept..
One lesser breath..I take in each daily moment of silence..
On frozen assignments..My minds still as if ive chosen the violence.
Components of science..Clearly state the law of gravity..
Holds us down..But feel as if im told to frowned..By myself..
I saw it happenin..Need a guard of relief..A part of belief..
Heart really weak..Im a brick wall..damn..its hard to be me..
Startin to see..Somethin that isnt even there..A fantasy frame..
i'll be saved..But the message fades away..Forget the plan to be sane..
Damage we claim..Meanin the hits we recieved..Ive acquired so much..
Come thru in the aspiring clutch..But need a hand..Require a touch..
Inspired by tough..No where to go..Been overthrown..The guard is away..
Its harder to pray..Cuz its almost like im reachin for the stars in the day..
verse 2 [natural high]
this aint right for me, kids wanna hate make me feel pain inside
i feel like i gotta hide, but then inside it feels like i gone n' died
too many times my face collides with a fist or a bat cant handle that
everyday living by drugs beaten by thugs..kill a man? i cant do that
this is the wrong habitat for me to be living in, im left shivering
cos this world of sin is cold, and life is hard but im not giving in
everyday struck by violence forced to keep silence i didnt wanna keep
life or death situations i cant handle no more, its me they gonna beat
down to the ground just for fun, i face this everyday, im living a war
face left bloody and body left sore, i know i could be giving ya more
than im taking but, this world isnt meant for me so i dont live it
i just give it, the shit it deserves, but for this shit i dont forgive it
dont wanna re-live it, i need a saviour the type that gave ya
the freedome you asked for, the type that everyday is willing to save ya
because i cant handle this world, this life, i need to escape
cause this world wasnt made for me, but life is hard to evade
hook:
The life i lead
its not rite for me
But i know one day..the time will come
When my problems will all be done..
The pain..the hurt..the tears..the bad..
The days i cried from the fear i had..
Everyday gets worse..Whats next for me..
Futures a question..With no destiny..
verse 3 [ express]
i think of what ive done in life...and wonder if its all worth it/
Ive committed so many sins...but yet nobodys perfect/
I try to see things on the bright side...but the darkness overshadows/
I try to be positive...but everyday i feel i lose the battle/
Times are hard...and the same troubles never seem to descend/
I wake up everyday...not knowing if i can even trust my friends/
I reach out for a hand...someone to help me through struggles and obstacles/
Cuz the task ive been called too...now seems to be physically impossible/
i cant take this...inside of me i scream very loudly/
I pray God answers my prayers...but he still hasnt called out to me/
My bodys shuttin down...it feels like theres no gravity/
I used to live happily...until my esteem fell gradually/
Now i have no outlook...i jus await for wat has to come/
I used to see things clear...but i feel the darkness has one/
I try to restore myself...and look forward to everyday/
I need to hurry...before my soul evaporates/
verse 4 [Lotus]
Im a peacfull niqqa trapped in tha body of a thug
Ill squeeze my trigga an leave ya body in tha mud
But Id rather let chu live ta see anotha day
But niqqas ignorant an end up seein tha spray of a K
Act an ass I gotta lay flames ta ya crib
I wanna letchu pass, but Ima push out tha brain of ya kid
This aint for me. I aint tha street
Id rather letchu be, we all need freed
Livin in tha wrong block in tha wrong time
Hustlin corners on tha clock, niqqas ready to bomb mine
I lay awake an I cry, tears in my eyes
Askin God why he lets me live by
Why do you allow me to thrive, takin lives
You know its not in my soul, its in tha vibes
If it wasnt for thugs, then there wouldnt be snitches
An if it wasnt for drugs then there wouldnt be bitches
How you part of tha solution if you started tha problem?
hook:
The life i lead
its not rite for me
But i know one day..the time will come
When my problems will all be done..
The pain..the hurt..the tears..the bad..
The days i cried from the fear i had..
Everyday gets worse..Whats next for me..
Futures a question..With no destiny..
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