Through every dark night there's a bright day after that It wasn't nothing like the game it's just me against the world If I'm insane it's the fame made a brother change Politicians are hypocrites they don't wanna listen The power is in the people and politics we addressĪlways do your best don't let the pressure make you panicĪnd things don't go the way you planned itĭreaming of riches in a position of making a difference The message I stress: to make it stop study your lessonsĭon't settle for less even the genius asks his questionsĭon't ever change keep your essence They punish the people that's asking questionsĪnd those that possess steal from the ones without possessions When will I finally get to rest through this oppression
The question I wonder is after death after my last breath Making sales risking 25 with a L but oh well So what Go put some work in and make my mail
Tried making fat cuts but yo it ain't workingĪnd evil's lurking I can see him smirking when I gets to perving Scheme on the scheming and leave they peeps grieving I'm seeing more reasons for me to proceed with thieving Veteran a villain a young thug who one day shall fallĮveryday there's more death and plus I'm dough-less Is there another route for a crooked Outlaw Had me scared but left me prepared for a while Seeing Daddy's semen full of crooked demonsĪlready crazy and screaming I guess them nightmares as a child Pictures of my birth on this Earth is what I'm dreaming Ladies in stores Baby Capone's living wealthy 'Cause it's just me against the world babyĬould somebody help me I'm out here all by myself see Unless we're shooting no one notices the youth Put one in the chamber whenever I'm feeling this anger I'm headed for danger don't trust strangers The question is will I live no one in the world loves me Got me worried stressing my vision's blurry I'm losing my homies in a hurry they're relocating to the cemetery Hard-headed bastard maybe he'll listen in his casket Without feeling but will they last or be blasted Witnessing killings leaving dead bodies in abandoned buildingsĬan't reach the children 'cause they're illingĪddicted to killing and the appeal from the cap peeling Though bodies is dropping there ain't no stopping meĬonstantly moving while making millions Stress in the city the cops is out for me
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