Times changing, amazing, raising, phasing, its dangerous, We all dont realize what life is remaining Blaming anyone but us, we tried to make rearrangements But life is a bitch and we are skipping right to the Engagements Now on the track nobodys meaner, or leaner than Lebron James, got haters watching they back as much Trina Cheaters lies as fast cheetahs, every girl wants to be a Model what happened to be Xena Ironic Lies have my lieing in my death bed, I wasnt fed, Making Me eat led instead led instead of bread Pierced by the ones i thought who cared, I didnt worry that my arms had bled But when my arm was red you could say i got caught red Handed Red handed like a bull i charged when i got branded, i Feel you Brandon, people lost their common sense and any sense Of standard , you try to make it they regretted that they let me loose Because theres no stopping me now that i know the truth Wishing that i was Zeus, but people would probably still Think less of me They tested me only to overlooked what was best of me Pain now feels like common knowledge and it hurts so much My life is on auto pilot A riot in my mind Yet some nights my heart is silent waiting with a knife, In my hand And let shit go violent, Like a mercenary that has no place in this world but the Pains and mistakes of everything Including the girls that Expected love when they felt down and curled and your heart gets ripped out and hurled Aint that some bullshit When i was coming out the bullpen Throwing pitches To bitches like Clayton Kershaw With no contract Thats a baseball reference but i aint going to change up What i say just to gain acceptance Id rather die on my own to feet right here Release my fear Till my heart beats arent near And thats nothing but the truth, i guess i made it in time, These are suicide lyrics you can call it a deadline Last night i saw the devil sitting in room, laying in Bed feeling like i was in a tomb Said that even in this darkness you can too bloom, Before Ending it all and falling into my doom But i didnt want to listen, i was like i got this, ill Be dead before i start triping, he was giving me lip n, i Really didnt care about the dreams of pimping or Listening to somebody who only wanted what was distant I didnt listen to god neither Because every time somebody wants to help it always is Attached to a religious leader, Preachers leading, drug Abusers fiending, leading us all down different paths Even though we are still breathing the same air The stare, all of these faces trying to find ones that Rare My thoughts seem like a giant bear, you need more than Bear Gryills to escape that lair Nigga that aint fair Why does it seem that every time i breath now i cant feel Any air Heaven and hell forgot about me, now im limbo trying to Find a place to be A place to be me, Without having hollow hearts trying to Reach out Cause you we dont enough about each other to sort that Shit out Or know what its about to see my constant signs. So Allow me to show you into a demons mind
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