Lost Outro
(专辑: No Complaints - 2012)
Pressure plus pipes I
got the
tool here strung on my right And ever since I
loss you pops I
don't write And that was like '09 But every time the
beat come on I
swear it's go time My fingers start itching The
pieces of divine start clicking The
mistress in my mind start stripping I
swear that I'm at a
constant conflict with these women Cause all the
studio time that I
buy is way more important than anything that they've given Ain't that a
bitch Owe that ho a
couple dollars Told her take it in blood or I'm crypt-ed I
swear at the
top is my mission Cause sometimes I
feel like if you would have been proud Then you wouldn't have gone missing Picture a
child in his prison Where nobody gon' write me And nobody come to visit And visually I'm sustained by walls of steel Is it possible that the
fire is all that's real, God damn Am I a
liar or is all this real Is it true that the
ones with the
desires get all the
meals Cause I
gotta eat Shit and my momma got a
stomach too And if you talk bullshit how do I
stomach you Riding down the
417, sipping 100 proof Pop myself two or three bars See what a
cup will do My girl tried to stop me, she weigh 102 Yelling that she hate me I
swear I
feel like it ain't nothing new Pulled up out the
driveway like, "Fuck you!" To the
person who made that Smith & Wesson that my father used, "Fuck you!" I
swear I
would've taken your life if I
had the
option But God didn't give that shit to me And lately I've been a
problem To any motherfucker who cross me Yesterday I
was in church And the
preacher he had the
nerve And banged his ass with that cross piece I'm devilish get 'em off me Hard to take another two steps when your feet turn to concrete Not to mention you off-beat Boy how could you hope to compete Education is institutionalized Everything on the
news but truthfully its a
lie And everything that is truth Is truthfully in disguise Truth be told I'm an outlaw I
was made to survive Then why do I
see bars of steel Is it possible that the
fire is all that's real, God damn Am I a
liar or all this real Could it be the
ones with the
desire make all the
pills That got us like slaves And my momma got chains too And if you fuck with the
system how do I
change you Other day spoke to my cousin He said he changed crews He got new homies and they bang too Feel like he was made for this gangster shit Wanna cop an AK, move to Anchorage Ankle bracelet community control His room use to get hoes and now it get patrolled And the
sad thing, he think that its cool The
fuck is it that we teaching in our schools, nothin! And they don't even want that discussion Cause T.V. shows, celebrities, and they budget And the
rest of the
country is on, fuck it! Robbing and stealing Cause there ain't no jobs out here in Florida appealing Look at all these old folks retirement, funds We take that shit with all our violence, guns But really it's the
system that made me And the
government think that I'm crazy But I
think that we lost And I
don't know if he did it with the
cross I
feel like everybody on the
Earth will pay the
cost And maybe we will see bars of steel And maybe I
am hard to kill I
could truthfully optimize all that's real I
could be the
O.G. telling you guard ya grill I
could be the
devil on ya shoulder Or your friend homie And it all just depends homie Cause we are lost Truth be told we are lost What's it feel like in the
world when you lost Don't know which way to go All I
see is dollar signs It's a
long, long road