Stressed, i reverse my state of mind
the times change as i watch the days fly
making enemys and they dont even know me
see me,want to be me, hold me down, they cant hold me
remaining quiet
still getting on my knees at night
asking God to help a nigga get it right
trying to see with sight beyond my natural eyes
cant penetrate the disquise of the face, the mask lies
i see i been blind, swallowed in my past life
holdin rage and hate like twin 45's on my side
with life and death in the power of my mind.
drowin in my pain, rolin dice in lifes game
found pleasure and pain to be one and the same
cant explain
why where bound to this dark fate
6 deep in eternal sleep, when ur a slave to the grave your truly free
trading places
no one remains in the the grave kid
in this book called death, life's the first few pages..