Second track from 'A Group of Writtens'. Alieus dropped a verse on it, and I think this one came out really well. Anyway, leave some feed and let me know what's up with the track.
Beat: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EPPHvr-ysD0
[Verse 1 -- Mr. DGAF]
Jason was twenty-three, chasing money and dreams in a tracer
He was hungry to leave, he grabbed his things and left for pay-dirt
Sooner or later he would make it big without a lottery
Hard work and honesty would be the key to ending poverty
Comradery wasn't needed, he was bleeding for green
But hard work wouldn't cease or make it easy to eat
He fiended for things that he couldn't reach without a bang
So he pulled out a piece and seemed to think he'd rob a bank
Now stop and think about it Jason, what's the price to pay?
Could a few hundred k be worth throwing your life away?
Well right away he'd answer yes, this was the only means
He rolled up to a bank and told the lady "Pay me please!"
She rushed into the vault and grabbed a bag and started stacking
He'd get his cash and dash back to his crib to start the packing
She staggered back and handed Jason every dollar, shocked
But as he went to bail police rolled up and hollered "Stop!"
He walked outside with caution, he just can't be caught by cops
He raised his hands and told them, "This is really all I got!"
He reached inside his jacket, to pull out a leather wallet
They pulled their guns and capped him, from his jacket fell a locket
[Chorus]
He's stupid, He's crazy
He can't stop thinking lately
"The money, has changed me"
What would you do for your dreams?
[Verse 2 -- Alieus]
With the sirens in the distance, Jay's eyes begin to dimmin'
Mind's dwindlin' and his heart is diminishin' in rhythm
His limbs have stiffened in an instance and it isn't
A surprised demise this time his grimey life officially has finished
The officer that shot the kid walked up to him and spotted his
Locket in his palm not gripped, he opted to look, fondled it
Unlocked the lid, he was stuck, shocked and horror stricken
He silenced, winced and grimaced, tryna describe what he just witnessed
Inside, the pic within it made him cry as if committed
A crime akin a criminal, wishin' one to wake him from this dream
Legs began to quake and shake amid his knees, intuition ceased
In a minute he couldn't grit his teeth, "Life isn't worth livin"
He spited at the heavens, workers wondered why he was a wreck
The figure contained in it was a picure of Jason with
The officer - his father - with his wife and his two siblins
Prior to when he ran away and aspired to win the riches
[Chorus]
He's stupid, He's crazy
He can't stop thinking lately
"The money, has changed me"
What would you do for your dreams?
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