Feel me now, picture my pain, embrace my words, make the world change.
In my brain all I think about is fame.
Born through hard times, Ghetto child of mine. I wonder if you have to suffer for your father’s crimes.
Mama gave birth to a hell raising heavenly son. See the doctor tried to smack me, but I smacked him back.
My family tree consists of drug dealers, thugs, and killers.
I looked up and all I saw was blue lights. If I die tonight, I’m dying in a gun fight.
My life is in denial. And when I die, baptized in eternal fire, I’ll shed many tears.
It’s gonna take the man in me to conquer this insanity.
When an angel comes down and takes me away, memories of me and my songs will always stay until the end of time.
I know death follows me, but I murder him first.
Though things change, the future’s still inside of me.
I wake up in the morning and ask myself; is life worth living? Should I blast myself?
What people do for the struggle of power is madness.
Many dreams is what we had and plenty wishes.
You never stop loving someone. You just learn to live without them.
Forgive, but don’t forget.
Sometimes I sit and look at life from a different angle.
Only God can judge me.
It don’t stop ’til the casket drop.
Never surrender, it’s all about the faith you got: don’t ever stop, just push it ’till you hit the top and if you drop, at least you know you gave your all to be true to you, that way you can never fall.