THE NEVER-ENDING PROCESS

[ZILLA THA GOODFELLA]

in the studio all day wit stars, by night we higher than mars
loose off the goose, hangin like monkeys on cable cars
for the better my life is foldin, but 24/7 I'm gone, loaded
when I'm sober, I'm in a different mode n life seems colder
so another line, another chop, another sip into the colon
pain killers, X pills, hitters.. these times are golden
because if this is an illusion, it won't be there in the future
so when lookin ahead, I get depressed, devil sent a recruiter
$380 in 2 hours, just last night, and I ain't even re-copped
just hustled my way up, that's just the talent I got
so why couldn't it be used for something better they say?
mama proud of me, I take care of my dirty laundry, so hey....
....who else I gotta impress? fuck the rest!
I'ma bubble n nest right here in the west
no choice for me, not many, this was the best
my quest in life put scars on my chest, god came and blessed
the pastor told me that I'll never escape the negativity
so it's up to me to shine in the dark and create positivity
I'm workin at it, sharp in the field, ears up like a rabbit
searchin within, new rules and regulations added
new standards I created by 4 myself, but damn it....
....I become devil's advocate in a split-second, it's a habit
the process shall progress until it's sleepy time
until im 6 feet under stankin, surrounded by slime
so you other cats can keep spittin ure kiddy rhymes
while I go out in the world and demand it to give-me-mine !!