Intro: (written by Gene Pool)
I'm just sick of all this hate, and this disgrace, when I try to pace/
but lifes got me down, strapped by the legs, with chains, and I just can't get away/
from all this pain, left to lay waste, from all the shit in my past that I can’t erase/
y does it have to be this way? Why can’t we all just get along and play?/
Cuz life just doesn’t work out that way/

Verse #1: (written by Gene Pool)
guns, money, greed, and weed, crack, streets, and friends who leave/
what’s wrong with this piece? Maybe it’s the talk of all these bitches who can’t see/
believe me when I speak, cuz my shit sinks deep, but I got a message for all these pussy creeps/
who think they livin thugged out on the streets, but if u gave them a piece/
and put them in the middle of heat, then we’ll see who sits 6 feet deep/
I’m just sick of hearin this bullshit, to roll this, to bowl this, to throw this/
to load this, to tow this bitch, to pay a toll on this clit, to suck this dick/
but it’s got me pissed, so upset cuz chicks just bitch, and bitch, and bitch/
what the fuck is with this, it’s like a spreading sickness, lay at rest ur eyes and just sit back and be a witness/
cuz no one gives a damn, of where u from my man, just stick to ur own fuckin clan/
before u get shot in the hand, or the head, or the legs, or the body, or the arms/
or take one in throat, right in the jugular to watch ur blood squirt and see u choke/
laugh at the fact when they strip u broke, it’s just the way the world turns ma bro/
so sick and I should know, cuz I know ppl that sniff the blow, and inject the shit slow/
heroin wouldn’t know? So I take my anger out, on life itself, cuz sometimes I can’t fight this hell/


Verse #2: (written by Masta C)
You ever been so mad, you wanna just tare, ya hair-out?/
Going in on 2 on 1 battles, just to make things fair-now/
And you have no trust cause all ya friends turnt-they-back/
Now you just sit around the house just burnt-off-crack/
Cause no one knows how the fuck you-feel/
When all you got is rhymes which is your only true-skill/
And im tired of these big shots that make you feel-like-shit/
Cause you keep getting turned down but you still-fight-it/
Dreamed to be on the top, but now it wont happen/
Cause you gotta family and soon gotta give up rappen/
And with all this pressure and tension, your gonna burst like a water main snappen/
And im so tired of all this bad shit happening to me, I cant take-it/
This isnt fake-shit, and I really hate-this, the way fate-is/
Is does nothing but fuck me over, as I lay here and grow colder/
Just wishing my life would just pass me by slower/


Chorus: (written by Gene Pool and Masta C)
Life is what we hate, end it now why wait?/ - (Masta C)
Dont be late, just end it like it was fate/ - (Masta C)
life is what we hate, just end ur shit in disgrace/ - (Gene Pool)
with that look of shame, fate is lame, juss finish it the easy way/ - (Gene Pool ^^^)
no need to be scared, you have nothing to lose/ - (Masta C)
You'll be famous and end up the 6 o'clock news/ - (Masta C)
and take u to the gravediggaz tomb, to stick u in a room/ - (Gene Pool^^^)
u've met ur doom, but don't be afraid, cuz life has left u/ - (Gene Pool^^^)


Verse #3: (written by Gene Pool)
I spit sick, so tired from doin this shit, maybe I should call it quits/
but fuck it, cuz I got some shit, that I gotta get off dis chest, before I lay at rest/
now I’m gonna bust this test! Straight out rippin flesh, all these bitches always wantin ta step/
but now they gonna wish they dead, R.I.P. ya I bet! Left in “pieces” u will be/
cuz I’m insane B, don’t need to be a G to kill bitches unimaginably/
and all I want, is to get back at all those fucks, that are all just talk, but no walk/
cuz they think their tough, enough to rock the spot, but they gonna drop, when I’m on top/
callin the shots, so yea! that’s what I thought u fuckin punks! And my mother to/
no fake shit, this is real dude, steal the groove, and flip this shit twist up this tune/
and diss my mom, cuz I fuckin hate u! Take me from what I really want, well guess what mom?/
I hope Jason leaves u! With the kid, so u know how and what life really fuckin is!
Cuz I’ve learnt my lesson, keep my mouth shut and don’t ask questions/
that’s the way life keeps questin, cuz their’s always time and room for second guessin/
gossip, the key term on how the world turns, just there to have left u burn/
and this shit’s absurd! So sick of livin in this dictionary of missin words/
a blank page no matter where u turn, cuz it’s life I hate, and all I do is yearn/
to earn respect, but what’s the point to show up your best for all the rest/
await the day, of my eternal sleep, and when it seems to be/
make sure to bury me 2 times as deep as 6 feet, so I can sleep in peace/


Verse #4: (written by Masta C)
I just hate all these back stabbers, that just betray-you/
Then they come back asking to be friends so they can replay-you/
And what really gets me is all the big guys picking on the weak/
Walking around like your ass will be next to beat/
Then theres all these people that talk shit, and cant back-it/
Cause the fact-is, that they nothing but wack-shit/
And they lack-it, cause they don’t got good tactics/
I just had enough of all these-fakes, that think they hot-shit/
So please-take, this as a warning cause you honestly don’t got-it/
And all these fucks think you just joking, but they the ones croaking/
Cause you got there clothes in their own blood soaking/
And im not making-it, cause everyones just holding me-back/
They just faking-shit, its so clear everybody can see-that/
Just fire the shots, and put me outta-this-pain/
I gave it all I got, now I want outta-this-game/

Outro: (written by Masta C)
Theres just so much going on that cant be controlled, its just-wack/
And I would never trust-that, anyone can help cause they all bust-gats/
Cause its like hell on earth, wishing you would have just died at birth/
Shot and killed taken to ya grave in a hurse, what more could get worse?/

Chorus: (written by Gene Pool and Masta C)
Life is what we hate, end it now why wait?/
Dont be late, just end it like it was fate/
life is what we hate, just end ur shit in disgrace/
with that look of shame, fate is lame, juss finish it the easy way/
no need to be scared, you have nothing to lose/
You'll be famous and end up the 6 o'clock news/
and take u to the gravediggaz tomb, to stick u in a room/
u've met ur doom, but don't be afraid, cuz life has left u/

Chorus: (written by Gene Pool and Masta C)
Life is what we hate, end it now why wait?/
Dont be late, just end it like it was fate/
life is what we hate, just end ur shit in disgrace/
with that look of shame, fate is lame, juss finish it the easy way/
no need to be scared, you have nothing to lose/
You'll be famous and end up the 6 o'clock news/
and take u to the gravediggaz tomb, to stick u in a room/
u've met ur doom, but don't be afraid, cuz life has left u/

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