im sick to death had enuff of this shit/
some times i really wanna slit my wrists/so i clench my fists/
and realize/tho alive im dying inside/swallow my pride/
i can even stomach yours/
never anwser with suicide so ill homma yours/
no roach but its my last resort/wheres your retort/
im sittin here with a fifth of jimmy/empty/
so im pissed but that fires in me/while yalls is skin deep/
but yall cant stomach it still/know the drill/
or ill leave you layin there like an uppaid electric bill/
please be still/you could b real/if you was in cypress hill/
fight it still/but you know i rightfully will/right now i feel/
so invincible
/on top the world and my fires burnin/soul is yernin/
this pain is love, guess im learnin/but guess its time im servin/
this jimmys workin/the press is burnin/
yall front page now, something to see/
too bad the front page of the O bitch uary/
is where you be/starin back at me/
now you whole life is in black and white/
you was never racist but grey scaled tonight/
i saved it tonight/when i severed your life/
you bodys in a casket but souls in a tunnel of lite/
you fuckin right/
you wasnt gangsta tryed to tell ya son/
you ain't ever clenched a gun/
cept for nitendos duck hunt/im just blut/
and done imma lay it down/
watch out thesuns got this onna lock down! NOT a BATTLe just releavin stress yall feel me...