Pass Away

[Armageddon talking] To all my, to all my, to all my, to all my To all my peoples that passed away Uh huh To all my peoples that passed away, to all my, to all my To to to, Free sanity and wings as they cast away [Verse 1: Armageddon] Sometimes I envious on peoples that past away They so synonm, there wings being cast away I dream so vivid, the scene shakes me fast awake I keep thinking maybe somethings tryna show me how to master my faith They say I'm deep and too complex for rap But yo, I grew to learn there's more to life then cars and gats So I chose to share the light and write my bars with that But niggaz scared to grow so they tend to hold you back They take this shit that they don't understand and call it wack Tell you that ain't the way it goes son, that's conscience rap But why'all running in circles working the same old act And I done reaching at a level, but I'm wrong for that And I ain't bitching, I'm just tryna let you know where I'm at I'm getting old, as my son grows, so do my raps I feel your misery, you living off the next mans life He just as bad, 'cause he dreams you can strengthen his light I want to shout out all the two time fellas holding guns for weak thugs Risking their freedom, for short money and weak love 85 is tryna earn respect from them young boys Catching temper tantroms, having fits like young boys And bitches do it too, get deffensive and peranoid See everybody want to have some power to exploit Now maybe you can tell me who's the problem at this point Me or you homes, I hope you following this joint [Hook: Tony Sunshine] Stress free, people holla day Just another me, to see another day So let the slugs breathe Easy for a day, I feel all alone while the clouds keep ?? [2pac Talking] All my mother fucking niggaz at? my niggaz who down to body a nigga in this motherfucker All my riders, all my killers, all my motherfuckers, holla at me man, let me know whatsup niggaz [2nd Verse: Armageddon] Niggaz tryna please the crowd when they creating their rhymes I just be thinking out loud, why'all ain't gonna pay me no mind Maybe I'm living in the clouds, or just ahead of my time I got books of all the shit I wrote between all the crimes Looking back, tryna trace tracks just to see what I find Nothing but evidence, back to fact the world is mine And I ain't irrogant, I'm just Intellectually pompous 'Cause I can super seed anything you accomplish This nigga dry snitching like he looking for sympathy Nobody give a fuck about you or your history Do you nigga?Make some shit shop a deal 'Cause that hot shit you talkin could get you popped forreal Take my advice, I sugested like a cotton a meal If not, fuck it, you can starve and keep your eyes pealed But, don't get me involved, I don't owe you shit The same goes for that little bitch that's all on my dick Your all just a bunch of misserable fucks Broke, mad, drunk , high and gangsta'ed up It's so sad, I wish that I could cry for him and her I'm busy mastering this ?? tryna stay up And their ain't no looking back, I got my crazy mind made up My nigga L home just in time to witness me bust Niggaz say and speak the truth, getty that's whatsup Go in the booth, produce the proof, show these niggaz how to really give up [Hook] [2pac Talking] All my real ass niggaz at? All my motherfucking riders, all my bitches in this motherfucker All the niggaz wit money, the niggaz who ain't afraid to kill a nigga, holla at a nigga, let me know where you niggaz at nigga