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been hella busy lately.. i gotta hustle to pay off my lawyers and fines.. yet I just got caught for possesion.. and now i have to pay more fines fuck right!!!
so im seriously thinkin about givin it all up.. and goin straight for awhile.. thats what this song is pretty much about.. me tryin to figure out this shit
I started out smoking the chronic leaves, now i'm smokin on meth amphetamines
at the age of 16 i sold to 40 year old fiends
give me a break, i entered the game selling shake
but I became a snake and wrestled the fakes
I did this so i could take the top and kick all the cowards out the spot
plotted out everything and especially what product was bought
fought with demons till all i could think of was the screaming
feeling as if i was floating on a cloud, steady dreaming
disconnected from life, drugs got me feelin light
so I play at night so i can feed off the blight
I am contrite, for I have done many things wrong
wanting to belong, all the while singing the same song
moms stayed strong, told me that I could change my fate
I need a new mind state, the old one was irate
cause now im faced with a steady change of pace
embracin random thoughts and random situations
through generations we as a society have brought limitations
through routines we have doomed our nation
thats why there hasnt been a revolution
for routines are what disconnects us from life
you might as well pick up a knife and end your strife
i know these views are as high-pitched as a fife
but believe me when i say, we need to fight
we must beg the lord to watch our back
so I kneel and explain to him why i still wear my strap
HOOK:
please forgive me my wicked ways
these are the strugglin days
try to free myself from societies gaze
blaze up a blunt and find a hoe to fuck
steady stuck in situations that drain my luck
i need to learn to tuck my shirt in and button up
mabye instead of dunking i should shoot a lay-up
all my life i played rough ive had enough
tired of hand cuffs and actin tough
no longer can I huff, no longer can I puff
never again will i try intentially to sin
for the demons within got me feelin chagrin
they hurt my pride, fucked up my stride
its time to decide, for both cannot coincide
HOOK:
Please forgive me for my wicked ways
these are the strugglin days
try to free myself from societiez gaze