this is me

traviling throu the deepthes of my time.with murder on my mind ur life is on the line ...ive been on this road for so long and cant seem to to find a new state of mind. i run on my owne time i cant find my self locked in a closet with my demons they came to play and i cant seem to stop it i i cant find my way feels like im stuck in a casket im the devil in disguise. the angle rhat fell from grace . dont worry this isnt a race been beside my self so long i now ur face.stuck in this place with outa key and at the end of the rat race. its ur time to face the facts ur life is over and its time for the blood bath. i could be the end of the story at last.. ive been miss gided miss place throune away and all but erased.. been a problem child since i fell outta my mothers twat u live to remember what i all ready forgot..then i hit the ground runnin burnin up the spot. the only way to go is up... stuck between a mic and a gun. no were to go no were to run..just gotta make it throu the night...i already started to battle are u ready to fight. this is my life everybodys fuckin with.i didnt ask to exist.born white trash ..... devil in the mix. yes i exist. and on this mic ill jump out ur night mares and slit ur wrist.... all coverd in red u were dead before feet hit the floor.do u realy want more....whos keeping score. choures) dont look back whoes keeping score. im coming for you and ready for war. are u wanting more