SHUNTED

yea yeah. I work my figures to the bone. nobody helps me I do it all alone. then one day, I call on the phone. banks telling me, my payments ovdrawn..over due u b gone pretty damm soon.get ya hands on some coin. fuck I work all fuckin daylong right from dusk,till dawn. fuckin brutal labor try to get sorting achieved but the bills just keep pilling on ! Yeah, yeah, shadows creeping through the night, Thoughts heavy, mind racing, lost in the fight, City lights flicker, like dreams on the run, shunned by my enemies lurkin with a gun.. Chasing ghosts in the alleys, no time to have fun. it's a mofo mob war zone..cops,and the kuifa all run ..it's a gorilla hit and run my son... Battle scars on my soul, every wound tells a tale, Had to rise from the bottom, yeah, I learned how to sail, but what cost? Weight of the world,weight a ton.but I’m still standing tall, Echoes in the darkness, hear the whispers on the run... Heart cold, but I’m searching for the spark, In a world full of chaos, just trying to leave my mark, Life's a puzzle, and I’m piecing it right, Navigating through the madness, still holding on tight.if the keeps like this imma go fuckin rob a bank... Yeah, yeah, demons lurking in the back, But I’m spitting truth, never falling off track, In this jungle of despair, I’m the voice of the pain, Painting vivid pictures, like a storm in the rain.