//Hook// I know that most you rappers ain’t about what you talking so if you on all of that bullshit keep that shit walking I ain’t about all of the fighting arguing and fussing most of you could could start a revolution but aint saying nothing you talk about guns the hood money and drugs but all i see you is you in your mansion with no hood love oh you caught a weed charge so now you got rep to all that shit you be saying im completely deaf id rather hear you faggots say you aint bout that life and do it for a check than see you act like you run shit bout shit but scared of a threat you mothafuckas in the game acting funny as fuck say you loyal to fans but seen in public we cant get a what up get a mil and forget who helped on the come up acting like you worked your ass off when it was probably luck //Hook// I know people change with time and money but most you never been real thinking you the shit cos all the sudden you got a record deal honestly you pussies nowadays are rappers wheres the fucking lyricists theres too few in the game the rest brainwash the masses with that silly shit oh you made stacks ran traps and stayed getting paid im calling you on that bullshit on all of your wack fake ass claims talk is cheap as fuck and most my bills still aint paid to clear this up now im firing shots not throwing shade and i gaurentee in 10 years no ones gonna remember my name but wayne, nicki, 2 chainz, drake, and rick ross are some of the ones wrong with the game childish gambino, kendrick, and j. cole talking real and stay in their lanes but faggots keep their name out their mouth like they haven’t hit fame //Hook x2//

/Intro/ /Verse 1/  I heard you was a killer, but you never owned a pistol.  Thinking you a thug, cause your daddy never raised you.  Momma’s too busy working hard to talk or even to notice too,  that you Causing a bunch a drama, just to show the world that he left you.  Johnny had a problem that would lead him to his death.  Tried to make a name for himself, cos the hood didn’t know him yet.  2am hes posted on the corner when a drive by took place.  Someone else trying to make it big make themselves a name.  Johnny got shot, by a brother that he never even knew.  juniors in the same situation picking pockets was all he could do.  phone dialed looking at johnny did they share a dad too.  Called the number and his dad picked up aye what’s up my dude?  Hey dad! Johnny this you?, nah, its junior, Johnny got shot, but by who? By “street’ I don’t know if you know him but he just rolled through but why should i care when he gone get me too,  I’m scared dad I don’t know what to do.  //Hook// /Verse 2/ Its been 15 years since mom said that you was busy do you even care, or do you even miss me?. Dad hangs up, unwittingly calls the dude street,  hey son! What you want? I wanna meet.  Did you do a drive by? yeah why? Johnny got shot, and junior got his phone too.  who's that, i never seen them, never met them, I don’t know them dudes Johnny is your brother, lil junior too, I had 3 boys, now i'm down to 2.  unless Johnny survives and makes it fast with a quick recovery too. Sitting in the room was junior, and the dude they call street too.  family all there, just to see the moment when Johnny wakes up.   opens his eyes to see a killer, and the pick pocket looking for a come up. he looks around confused wondering why they all in the same room then johnny looks to his left and sees his dad standing there too they say what you need we got it cos we love you don’t move //Hook// /Verse 3/ johnny mumbles asking what they mean and why they all together they change the subject and talk about something like the weather he sits up in pain and asks his dad whats really going on why you all here what happened and wheres is my mom well son you’re all brothers i know your mom never told you that i kept in contact how i could but your mom didn’t want me back I love you boys, i didn’t wanna leave i didn’t have a choice with no job or money your mom threatened to kidnap my boys i left to protect my kids i thought your mom would keep you safe if i knew it would turn out like this i never would have left that day Dad introduced them not as brothers but to teach them as men.  sometimes the people that wanna kill you will you love to the end Tears in the room as a dad is finally able to see all of his kids again.  johnny falls asleep but wakes up in a cold sweat of his old bed sees half a blunt and a bottle wondering if it was all in his head //Hook 1-1/2X//

//Hook// /Verse 1/ I'm gonna make it or die trying, This ain't no time for whining So stop your pussy ass crying feeling like God's gift you can't deny him can't Dwell on past memories, and how it might be Mindset on future I'll make you proud momma just you see It's just within my reach While evil voices are filling me Your minds focus is a Seed But easily distracted by the devil's Greed can't confuse it with my Need Lord help me keep my soul free these lyrics on this mic is how I breathe Rising up to take the lead So many distractions taking me off track Calls me back down Devil's plan to distract, Stressful yet I won't crack its a fact, Can't turn to stone like if I looked back at Medhusa You puta sucia, can't focus on small shit. It's all bigger picture From here on out It ain't enough to have clout Shit's about to get live, While Freedom I shout Perseverance the key, it ain't enough to be gifted My mindset is shifted hyper focused burned all bridges with lyrics strong enough to make you lifted //Hook// /Verse 2/ Grown up since elementary  Been there done that spelling bee Lyrical maniac even my mandibles can't manage me  Uniquely undeniable, untraceable  I got another pace, you'll never beat me in this race I'm a keen, classy rapper with a dapper do Never throwin gang signs like most rappers do Periodical lyrics is what you will choose Walkin head down like you in a ruse Bîtches gimme looks like they don't approve It behooves me to step up, and their hate disprove Can of corn comin at you, your crippled arm crunches Alliterations & sylliloquies they comin in bunches Savage sarcastic Socrates, the rest of y'all munchkins Pretending you'll make the cut, its a disastrous dysfunction and not feasible, you feedin off the grapevine Fanatics' want freebees, making you think they worth your time Preempting prehistoric, this volcanic eruption,  Like universal combustion, Mt. St. Helen's was nothing Dominating pedigrees, wishful haters rest in peace,  they told me to unleash the beast //Hook// /Verse 3/ Rising up to another level, rising up from the ash, Like Jon Jones in the 5th round I won't run out of gas While other muthafuckas complaining that they ain't got no cash I'm just moving too fast Fuck the mule and the 40 acres This real talk not for the fakers We the movers and the shakers pure intentions like a fucking Quaker Cause I'm gonna make it there Who cares if life ain't fair I’m decisive with no despair Got nothing but yet I share Won't get caught up in your snare I'm happy without a care And meant for greatness. Far beyond infinity, can't you see? If I don't take a leap of faith I’ll live with regret infinitely fuck peer pressure and fuck the crowd All of the bullshit yeah it's loud With all the worldly treasures why you proud? The truth is veiled in a shroud Even though you don't approve There's nothing I got to lose I got everything to prove Uneducated enemies, don't know what's coming next from me so the upper echelon is where I'll be //Hook X2//

//Hook// You always held so me high, Even in my darkest of times, Always making me smile, But in this sad life I havent in a while I spit bars to keep you happy, While you ride me like a taxi, Taking you anywhere, and I'll stick by your side, Just like you have always stuck by mine, My hearts all yours, even my mind, You keep my darkness away, You keep the darkness at bay, I'll fight anyone who dares, To even try to take you away, You're my guardian angel, I hold you so high, I'm motivated to keep you by my side, I'll go insane if I lose you, Bare that in mind, You're the lock to the beast inside, I'm a monster behind the covers of a smile, I try to hold back but once in a while, The tires will roll out, You scream and then I shout, You hope, and then it sprouts A rebirth, of our route, You're my escape from reality, My only sole fantasy, My dark angel for eternity. //Hookx2// Some people just don't get it nah forget it, I'm sick of setting it up I feel like i’m giving up No longer living but I’m given what i had felt Tried to play this hand with what I was dealt But it was enough, and life is too rough You alwasy gotta remain tough Why do i always gootta say that to others When i can't even follow or be bothered To accept a simple offer Would it be an honour To finally pierce the armour That i hold on my chest but I’m troubled from within my flesh Wishing i could say something fresh So I'm taking what evers left Acting so nice you got me stuck on thin ice Speaking concise, but always giving out bad advice You broke me, leaving my mind scattered I'm shattered and still you're flattered But of course you are Still giving out hurtful scars Why do you think every bar That i write represents What i resent I try my hardest to prevent Hurtful pain and constant torment I gave my life to a dark sweetly made angel Time to take it back and live my life from a different angle //Hookx2//

/Intro/ Call me cocky or conceited, but I don’t give a fuck what you do, I’m looking out for me. aha //Hook x1// /Verse 1/ This is where it begins, looking out to be the best in this profession  steadily progressing, making confessions and learning lessons.  I'll do anything to get to the win, never wiling to give in.  and life's been a bitch, but now I'm aiming towards being rich cause I know I'm better than 90% of these wannabe rap pricks.  I've been pissed more than a little bit and now I'm constantly ripping shit,  and its hard to stick with  but friends keep fucking telling me I could be the best in the business.  White kid on the track, so the shit is elevated for me, no place in hip hop for mediocrity My heart took plenty of hits, and I've already lived through plenty of shit.  My dad was a fucking prick never wanted or tried to give 2 shits.  glad he left, he can suck a dick, kill himself and burn in hell.  focusing on trying to live well, I refuse to quit and ring the bell. Determined to retire from this bitch with the crown or the belt.  Forever looking out for me, never will lose the lead even when I'm in passenger seat.  //Hook x2// /Verse 2/ Fame so close I can taste it, and i know i can fucking succeed.  You cock suckers freeze but Im hotter than a fire burning at 1000 degrees.  And at no point do I wish to beef, but I will quickly if you fucking tempt me or any mothafucka calling out me or my family.  I live with no regrets feeling free doing shit you pussies are too scared to make a reality.  I go hard like Hi-Rez freetlyin in MickeyD's spitting bars.  I murder every instrumental I’m on so I'm at large,  begging for the spotlight while you faggots hide in the dark,  I’ll even take it by force. not here to start any wars  but I’ll finish any of you before you open the booth door. I refuse to be ignored so while i have the mic i’ll be spitting like i’m hawking loogies on the floor Gimme a shot, an opportunity, and put me on a tour One hit wonder or not every show i’ll fucking scorch dont belive me just watch and see I’m only looking out for me //Hook x2-1/2//

//Hook// /Verse 1/ You were the one to leave now you’re the one missing me Damn I wish you could see me straight after my epiphany Cause I've woken up and come to realize my destiny Sometimes the tortuous pain of your words still got me But now that your not here there's no one able stop me And I've got the top seat ready and able to prove my legacy Drunk or not I’m too blind to your lies and discrepancies I may be drinking about you but I’m laughing at your disparity Between us and you may say its the same or even something similar thanks for leaving and showing me that every face is looking familiar All of the times that I chose and went with you over family so sure it was my fault but now im sure it was your vanity but //Hook// /Verse 2/ Bet you never stopped for a second or even stopped to think Of what you were doing to me breaking me down link by link I try to ignore what happened and what was and reamin docile I try not to think of you but when I do it always seems to be hostile Always find myself drowning out thoughts of you at the end of a bottle So sick and tired of wasting time and money drinking you away Waking up everyday hungover remembering all of the pain With you I always felt I was falling I was so ready to give up Free as a bird now no longer falling I feel like I just woke up Started climbing my ascent not stopping at all I don't give a fuck Remember fortune favors the bold with a little bit of luck But //Hook X2//

Give me a fresh start at life Before I pick up a knife take it to my wrist and slit im sick of this shit. Im begging for help Im trying to run from myself Just trynna keep from killing my self I beg with all of my heart Please just give me a fresh start. //Hook// /Verse 1/  My parents claim that I'm a "disgrace to humanity" Is it just me or is this anger turning into insanity My dad says I'm stupid, he's claims I'm insane My mom calls me mental, fucked up in the brain I'm out of the house now, going bar-to-bar I started cutting when I was 12, I still have the scars Yesterday I robbed a store and popped some pills I express depression from my hip-hopping skills I'm going use my music and rapping to my advantage Fuck these memory scars, times to use a bandage I'm gonna rap, and lyrically write some music Take these memories, turn them to raps and use it I can see clearly now, I can see the traps Fuck that, I'm not going through another relapse not afraid of memories, I wont fear it Take my stories, and write them down as lyrics //Hook// /Verse 2/ it’s a sad sight To see a 15 year old boy crying at night Wanting to give up the fight As he picks up the knife Wanting to bring end to his life Tonight. Tears are streaming His emotions, screaming His hands leaning The blade to his body About to make a copy Of the scars on his wrist Crying like in schindlers list Not even fully knowing why He has to cry Like a pussy ass bitch Wishing he was dead in a ditch Wanting to flick off the switch Witch was his life  Instead of scraping with the knife. His mind plagued by infection  Because of his thoughts of death and resurrection not taking full inspection for why he wants perfection. drowns it with Vodka, beer and whiskey Mixed with a little codeine and ecstasy //Hook// /Verse 3/ I know this is nothing new  It becomes the norm whenever you switch on the news But put yourself in their shoes When you feel you have nothing left to lose Excuse me for bringing it up Its sick and some kind of fucked up When a child feels the need to take his life  Either with a bullet or the blade of a knife  Never to experience the good things in life  Or have a chance to stand against all of the bullies Who foolishly  kept putting them down like a bad dog unable to see through the fog  of lies this person uses to keep up appearances and kids don’t wanna put it onto their parents  whats going on, nobody seems to want to be helped  people are egotistical as fuck only caring about they self and it’s horrible for a young person to ever feel this way  not being able to say what they need or want to say  I urge you now to look at your self and what you do today and how it could affect other people subconsciously. so //Hook X2//

//Hook// /Verse 1/ Heartless ain’t the word that ever comes to mind. But broken brittle and transformed are always on the line. I’m sorry you have to see the bitter side of me I’m sorry I’m no longer the nice boy you got to meet. I’m changed and I’m breaking but no one else can see Cos if I gave em a small glance it would destroy me. It’s not that I’m weak I’m prolly the farthest thing from it I have a stronger voice that would scare em if they ever heard it. I’m insane in the brain but I ain’t no cypress hill I’ve been sober for to long and my life is standing still. I’m tired of the people who want to stand around And I’m tired of the assholes who always looking down I’m tired of the politics and the social ghonnoreah And I’m tired of the people that talk shit but don’t ever wanna see ya Look I’ve never claimed a color and I’ve never claimed a certain life But in all these fuckin words you hear I’ve got all of the same damn strife //Hook// /Verse 2/ Every word you said had set fire, To everything, to all of our desires, To all our plans for when we retire, But you acquired…an evil in your heart, And I was broken and torn apart, Every little thing we had we called art. Our love was a museum, I was stunned at your smarts, It’s crazy how far, you went from here, Everything little thing I’d try to stay clear, Of anything that could break us, Doing anything I could to make us, Not live a life together in regret, Your lust for riches, had left me for dead, It left my heart cold, and all of my love bled, My trust fell, from the loyalty I'd expect, Disappearing like a vanishing thread, Like you disappeared from my bed, One night we're laughing, the next I'm totally led, To believe that we started great, and would continue that way But due to your decision or maybe it’s fate, The darkness ate both of us entirely up, The pain is too much from your once innocent touch, Your heart I thought you had been saving for me I’m torn with scars wondering where mine could be //Hook//

You act hard and you talk shit You spit game but dont hit licks Like you stack bread and get rich But you a fagboy who sucks dicks You talk thug but you straight bitch Getting guys to roll your spliff You ain’t about that life and you said it’s true I’m calling you out the fuck you gonna do You got bb guns with lazer beams You can get touched tho fuck you mean you got pellet guns to catch bodies And I got pellet shells for my shotty Don’t give a fuck about what you say In person you’ll knocked out Asap…that day You got punked out by MB And bitched down at A3C Frank block yeah where it at I’m in CA you can see that FuckBoys we don’t play that That’s how you get your head cracked You never touched drugs or held bricks You dropped your pants and hit tricks You a suburban kid with no life Drill music? But your town is white? You never drank lean or smoked weed Fuck you mean it’s who I be You say that you’ll pull up Cos to you it sounds so fucking cool But that drill shit ain’t what the fuck You about or what you’ll really do You can’t freestyle and you can’t fucking rap All your music sounds so fucking wack You a Hamilton Bitch no fucking Chiraq And you begged dudes film for the track I ain’t sneek dissing I’m calling names Slim Jesus you’re a fucking lame You can pull up on my block And that’s where the fucking act stops You ain’t held guns you ain’t held pistols On this track I’m shooting missiles You can come back and try to diss But we all know that you’ll fucking miss

It’s nights like this that I know friends don’t exist They only to hit you up if they need some shit It’s kinda fucked up and really kinda sick I could disappear without a trace and not be missed If I had a dollar everytime someone left me on read I’d be a millionaire fuck the fame and the greed I’m tired of bieng nice to everyone that I meet And I’m tired of people leaving my problems unseen But then when I can’t take and suddenly snap Mothafuckas wanna ask why i gotta act like that It’s funny how people assume and never check they facts But you helped how you could and they never did Not knowing this is how it’s been since you was a kid I’m tired of the petty ass lies and all of the hypocrisy I’m tired of hip hop and all of it’s boring mediocrity I hate that people expect so much and give so little I hate when you talk serious people joke and play an imaginary fiddle I WANNA I can’t believe I ever listened to this dumb shit And I can’t believe I ever fed into your bullshit Everybody wants a piece but can’t find a solution There’s nothing you can do, no compensation or restitution To make up for all the hours and weeks that I spent Listening to all your troubles and letting you vent People always wanna turn back time for times that they missed I just wanna turn it back for the life that I wish That I had if it wasn’t for the people like you But it’s my life so it’s me to blame what can I do I’m done with this shit so I’m out like a light I said what I had to say cos I’m giving up the fight IT’S FUCKED BUT I REALLY WANNA

//Hook// It’s crazy we ain’t marching on washington to protect our sons We sagging our pants collecting welfare to still have fun We complain about change and for shit to get done But we the people have a voice, power and then some But I’m only human and I guess there’s nothing I can do I need a helping hand from people cos MLK had em too We wanna stop our people from dying and family taken too soon And what are we supoosed to do…when we have nothing but violence left We have to fight the system cos we can’t write a fucking check They ain’t scared of us cos we haven’t posed a threat We haven’t come together as nation or as a people yet We the people haven’t dont anything notable as of late Would you really let someone take the food off of your plate Cos that’s what we doing by standing for nothing Facebook shares and likes dont really stand for something We wanna make a change we have to do it ourselves But I cant do it alone I’m gonna need some help //Hook// I am only human and sometimes I need a hand But the people supposed to help never take a stand They hide behind a badge and false ideoligies Thinkning I wont notice when they try to lie to me About what they doing still trying to cover they tracks Like they can treat us like animals and turn they backs The struggle is real and you have to open your eyes The media will brainwash you with a pleasant disguise And make you feel safe like it won’t happen to you But if you in the wrong place it can happen to you too Like holding a cell phone so they can shoot you too And your family is broke as fuck so you cant even sue I need a helping hand sometimes cos no one is around Big government militarized police are holding us down We’re all a slave to the system and blind to the facts They’re out numbered at least 3 to 1 and can’t take that We complain about this country and how it is run About illegal weed and them trying to take our guns //Hook// And with all this complaining not a soul does shit And when they do it gets overlooked and gets dismissed We wonder why good gets ignored while evil gets attention I check social network and there’s always something missing A plan to take back what’s ours with a vivid description Where is our Rosa Parks and JFK’s Our Malcolm X and MLK I wouldn’t do shit if I was the government either And if you upset by this you can’t handle the ether We have to come together if we wanna make a positive change They ain’t scared of thugs with guns they scared of people with brains… //Hook//