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Damani-DaGrinch - tryin to get signed
Termz - I remember Kosha fo Passova - keepin it kosha --------------------------------------------------------- Yea this is just somethin I whipped up when I was in a shitty mood as u can probly tell lol it may make sense to u or not I jus wrote whatever wanted to come out and be written peace ~1~ Years of pain and tears,cements yo brain into a ruthless frame of mind/ Heart goes cold as you grow old from watchin fuckin babies die/ So its no wonder why.....now I get high wit no remorse or sorry thoughts when I see a corpse/ The original source of pain is now the force....that drives me to split niggaz like divorce/ Mind becomes a dark place,a nutcase, all yo good thoughts are erased/ Now I do and embrace,the very sick shit that used to hurt me in the first place/ Childrens smiles or childrens cries.....slowly it makes no diffrence to me anymore/ Now its all the same,cause poverty has corrupted my brain to its very core/ 3rd world starvation,little girls is aids patients....shit is twistin me beyond reckognition/ It affects me less and less as I watch and listen,wars,cancer and plane collisions/ No longer a disturbence or something sick, just a common sight and regular shit/ Poisoning me and spreading through my body like cancer till I finally submit/ So here I am no longer a man,just a soulless mass in human form/ Couldnt take the shit no more so finally........... I have fully transformed............ Ya all these killaz,thugs and drug dealez......just a product of their enviroment The slums and projects is a jungle.......so what else could it produce but animals........ Verse 2 Now look at the monster I've become.....and its only getting worse/ U can see verse by verse,the spirit of my lyrics only gets more perverse/ NOW try reading my mind.....you need a flashlight to find anything in the darkness/ And if great art comes from great pain,then I'll have no problem being an artist/ A twisted jungle of veins and insane thoughts...combined wit extreme inteligence/ The Projects have educated me,and I see the world for what it really is ever-since/ Thats the product,of guns,drugs,AK's and kids catchin strays/ Used to duck slugs wit luck......now I wouldnt give a fuck where I spray/ Catch a body wit the shotty.....Id be a fuckin liar if I said I was sorry/ Cause projects and wars produce more animals then a fuckin safari/ So If Im stalkin at night and catch u walkin,yo ass better take flight/ Cause I wont hesitate to strike.....and leave u bleedin under the streetlights/ No more soul only out for dough, my heart has become blacker then-coals/ Packin chrome roamin the sewer systems,snatchin victims thru manholes/ Knowing one day its my turn to lay.....in my own blood and guts, decomposing/ The door to hell is wide open and the door to heaven has long since started closing/ I absorbed my saroundings,.....the botomless pit opend I slipped and I fell/ For all the people who made my change possible...........I'll see you cowards in hell............. Outro: yea we blame the thugs and dealerz who tryin to survive but we should be blamin the people who made them U aint born an evil person.......evil is created |
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