life is many things and the hell it brings,
sometimes i juz wanna scream, i know its hard it gets worse so it seems,
this is real talk, i bring my true thoughts to the table,
im so faithful, hateful, tho i dont fold those get at me for the love i show,
i got a good heart but cross me your fucked bro,
then even worse i got bad luck bro, lost my parents, and still aint gave up tho,
i guess u never know whats ahead like here we go,
on the low, i try to control all my feelings but i juz explode
time will tell, everytime i fell, i got back up shook shit off
and walk through the gates of hell...
of life...the struggle, the stars, the stripes,
the pain we keep deep eatin us alive inside..
the love we show for others, we supp to be sisterz n brothers,
rest in peace to my mother,
my father i wont even bother
cuz the bond we had for each other
was like none other
you know its harder day by day, i at times feel like things r slippin away...
dont know how i make it through the day..so much pain wish it rain
feels like my back's broke, i cant even walk...
listen up folks, cuz this is real talk...
and the sun will raise, and the dayz will be laced
with good thoughts and so much better in many ways
im hopin for the best but its a recession, the depression,
should teach em a lesson, the goverment is such a mess n...
they probably like duh and keep on guessin
but i say bring our troops home..
.and i say let us get our tune on, and bring real mcs to the microphone..
even tho life is rough..he stays tough, and all the above
he learns and isnt perfect and hasnt lost his touch...
juz wiped the dust from the old notebooks that i used to fuck up
the pad remembers the punishment, admit u love me
and aint shit funny cuz u cant touch me...