Lyrics:
matured
But it only seems like we’re getting younger
Now our world is starting to go under
How many times have we picked up the ball and fumbled
Our leaders
on tracks you should know if you get in my way that I never let up
There's some people that need to hear truth they get beat down by lies and get told that
most would relate
I'm starting to see that my need to escape
Might be the very thing that's keeping all on my dream at bay
I go dumb at night
Show my
starting to get lot stranger around here, Hawkins
No time or money for ballin I put my all in
My ideas I'm drawing man swear this is my calling
Endorphins
Well I took my life
In stride
Well I'd carry that heavy load
Day by day
I lost my hope
Not my pride
Now I'm leaving
Those lost dreams behind
I said
divine
If I'm wrong, please give me a sign,
All my Hope is starting to decline, and I'm finding
That I got an army who is marching right by my side
So,
cash roll and politics
Action is my identity, whoever you be
(Don't don't don't fuck with me)
My last go, the radio struck me with a low blow
Now I'm
and start sucking
When organize drop the track and start ducking
When Ludacris get in the bed then start fucking
You wanna be starting somethin
Get out
sing to the box, oh, you Roddy now? (Oh)
Can't see me on the track or in life
Only thing that's big about a bitch is a body count (what's big,
saying bae, hit my line!
Hit my line, now I might decline
Cuz you only want me for my money and my life
Not surprised, that you saw other guys
How'd you
Sip for the pain yeah you know what I'm drinking
Bumping my tracks is to know What I'm thinking
The calm fore the storm but I rather stay quite
Gave
been calling on you
And I can't even save myself
I swear my I swear my
I can't
I can't
I swear my eyes be bloody red
But bitch I feel amazing
And this is
I gotta leave you
I don't know where to
I hope you pull through
I'm starting brand new
I got work to do
Music's what I choose
I gotta leave you now
taking no for an answer
Man up
Were gunna fight through these wars like monsters
I cant fix my scars
My head's in the clouds
Its starting to get loud
VERSE 1:
This holy war we never started
Now we’re starting it up
Was always meant to tear us down
Down
Down
No true believer ever bought it
like it or not
I'm bout'a write 'til my mother fuckin' mind has dropped
I ain't quittin' now 'cause this is really all that I got to keep it major
us
Gun lean on the beat like russ woosh
Now my dogs are barking (Barking)
On the track with Trixx and Benji
So that makes me a chosen one
I just coped
by a
Person that I thought I trusted, where I live
It's a war at the cribs, walk with a strap
Myself 'cause I don't want nobody's son on my back
My
to tame
How do I fight back
Can't stay in my own lane
Looking to the left
Looking to the right
Fighting a war but there's
Nobody by my side
Attack my heart
a break
Now she sleeps the days away
She helplessly stands by
It's meaningless to try
All she wants to do is cry
No one ever knew she was so sad
Cause
higher and higher
My eyes are sore and my nose is on fire
My throat's dry now and I'm starting to perspire
My stuffed up head's killing all of my
a constant war in my mind
There is so much contradiction
This all feels like fucking fiction
The pain is starting to
Starting to break me down
I need someone
Red or blues
In the schools
All because I told em
Is think it's
Fun to be a rapper
By playin this track
You gave me permission
I see you there all
the maniacs
With the chunky goodie sac's, so I don't carry an ax
But I still swing low with the lumber jax
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