Title: Still I Try
By: Chris Stylez a.k.a. Young Dolla
Crew: Trigga Town Inc.

[Chris Stylez](hook 2x)
Still I try in my life
Not to Rely by the gun by myside
In my mind diminish the signs
That I just might die to night
And Pry my life remains mine

[Chris Stylez]
Still contemplatin, to remain waitin, on choosing my final destination
Penetration on my mediation on the events that happen in our nation
Frantic as hope diminish in our eyes, replaced by the fear that reside
Deep inside, we hope we all die, quickly so we dont feel pain of life
Not realizing the quick pain of death, remain on the ones who left
Not being able to say goodbye to loved one, gone to fast by the gun
We really loose when we kill the opposition, the battle can't be won
When killin is our mission, of an ambition women and stacks tens
Cuz our ambition grows from them stacks of tens to twenties
We all rap cash aint thing, but yet we still kill for money
Drenched in blood, our green turns to red from the bullet the in head
Runnin knee deep in mud, just to see our family rest in beds and fed
Thats all it all start, then our basis gets lost in the rapture
Disaster becomes our master, taking orders from wicked laughters
Not knowing who we follow after, Proceed to play on like the actors
In play of life, taking it recklessly with out thinking twice,
No wonder we live in darkness, cuz so many fail to see the light

[Chris Stylez](hook 2x)
Still I try in my life
Not to Rely by the gun by myside
In my mind diminish the signs
That I just might die to night
And Pry my life remains mine

[Chris Stylez]
Darkest memories of me squeezin triggers, as i do the same to my eyes
Not sure when I was bustin, I was severing all his family ties
Doing it to survive is a lie, could of been different if tried tried
Didn't really understand the meaning, till a month later when it rained
You feel the pain, when your responsible for the slain, emotions run like a train
Self-destruction start upon your body till there's nothin that remains
Feeling the need of weed, inhaling the fumes of doom, symbolizes drugs as a broom
Compressin unwanted thoughts for room for the new,hoping memories dont renew
In the avenue of memory lane, tired of playing games with my own brain
Driving myself to kill my membranes, with a nostril full of cocaine
Laced with this, Laced with that, Struggling not to resort to crack
Memory relapse as i collapse, helpless to back track back on the map
As these visions course threw my mind, Like a time line to better to define
All i see is my past and misery, that my decisions have given me
Destiny has chosen me to be blind by the choices that I drag behind
Sweat drippin to my eyes,stingin sensation helping me to see my own demise

[Chris Stylez](hook 2x)
Still I try in my life
Not to Rely by the gun by myside
In my mind diminish the signs
That I just might die to night
And Pry my life remains mine

[Chris Stylez]
So many hate not being loved, but still remain to love to hate
Being hypocritical towards the one that walk their same fate
Traveling from home to home, attempting to find a family to own
Only to push away their loved ones, finding themselves to be alone
The reckless remain to say, suicide dont ever cross their mind
Committing these mindless actions, disguised as self homicide
The public try to see how we think the unthinkable like it's simple
Defeat the unbeatable, beat the undefeatable, with out stable principles
Using our insanity to slickly be embraced by humanity, with unorthodox tactics
using mathematics as schematics, to live life to highest while once an antic
Provoking the worlds anger, being addicted to danger, cuz success is no stranger
You know you made the enemy fail its ultimate feat, by proving your not weak
By staying strong in the moment, by not selfishly destroying the streets
But its a shame how we get caught up too deep in our hatred
So deep that we can't even look back up to our basis
Facing the fact, that when we succeed on a different map
That it's hard to see the route on getting back, on the right track
So addicted to evil in life but.....

[Chris Stylez]
Still I try in my life
Not to Rely by the gun by myside
In my mind diminsh the signs
That I just might die to night
And Pry my life remains mine