[size=08pt]sometimes the Pain In My Heart ignites a Dangerous Spark
my brain just starts to think strange, it's like tryin' to Aim In The Dark
it tears me apart, on the inside, feels like I'm Givin' Birth
born in 1 of the Sickest Turfs on this cold, deadly, Wicked Earth
my Gift & Curse cross each other out, but I Keep On Hustlin'
the Streets Are Lustin' to take my life, so it's bomb Weed I'm Puffin'
gotta be strong, through I'm Strugglin', like a Fiend For Dope
I'm Extremely Broke, chasin' currency, plus, my Dreams & Hopes
it Seems I'll Cope w/ bullshit from now 'till my final Dying Days
what I'm Tryin' To Say's I can barely hold in my Primal Rage
I pray it's a phase or a stage I'll bypass, but thiings are Lookin' Grim
cops patrol blocks w/ Crooked Grins, tryin' to take all Hoodlums In
nothin' Good, Just Sin & corruption, no1 shows Love No More
people act like they're Above The Lord, callin' for Bloody War
world full of drugs, thugs & Slugs Gallore, things are Bad Enough
the Taxes Suck & the gas is overpriced, fuck, just Add It Up
everything's Sad & Tough, it's rough to Attempt To Survive
I'm Tempted To Ride, but instead, I merely Vent, In My Eyez
is the Intention To Strive & thrive, though odds are Pilin' Higher
I feel so Exhiled & Tired, tryin' to ful-fill my Wild Desires*[/size]