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yo turn me up

yo.. if I, was to die, before my eyes see the morning light//
let me take time to look ova my life//
and think what i done wrong what i done right//
should i give up or should i fight//


yo if i die i won't be with the angels floating //
might as well go to hell smoking//
blowing, choking on a fat sac of taht purp//
smoke my coffin out before i sink down i that dirt//
i know how that sound but you got to understand were i'm comming from//
ya i came from the bottom of the slum//
growing up screaming fuck tha world//
started smoking herb just to ease my nerves//
see all i had was a dream, a pad, a pen//
a beat, a mic and a glass of dry gin//
take a shot going round for round// take a sip spit a verse and lay it down//
my only escape from everyday mistakes//
rapper by day by night i'm moving weight//
nigga in in face always hateing//
no mo conversation let their words be my modavation//then the situation came and i lost my brother//
and in the same month five-o took my mother//
all this drama made me weak but i manage to stay strong//
by the time my mom got out i was already grown//
alone in this place we call home//
lock in a room wit one bullet and my crome//
a twitch of my finger and my life is gone, thats all it took//
but instead i just grab a pen and my notebook//
sitting in the dark,rapping to the sound of my heart, beat//
feelling like world rip my life apart, ya see//
this world done drove and tear i no longer hold//
but that just my real talk from my soul..........//

Just something for the ages