SiN&GoD
77 Plays
•01 Oct 2018
sittin here thoughts come n go some never know but I will never let it show// 23 months til freedom got a whole list of niggaz let's bleed em// maniacal wish I could be mechanical those who want to release the animal the beast from my adrenal// can't escape my past like a junkie that can't escape the needle my life is full of feeble people// can't seem to do this shit right so I'm gonna sit here n write it's not black n white// confess sin fears from within// lowest level substance was my devil// heroine was my God while Jesus and I were at odds praying for them to be in my favor waiting for the Savior actions of a failure// consequences of a user tales from a loser ridin police cruiser facin my accuser// over my Fate handed to the state 25 months rate misplaced hate// so now I spit bars from the other side of bars revealing scars looking to night time stars blast off to mars// dreams of broken jaws exposed flaws fake ass niggaz standin like you boss real niggaz know loss// let it go like a thought hardships that you bought battles that you fought// knife in ya chest no heart playing life like a part// in a play on stage fueled by rage trapped in a cage// feeling confused definition of abuse skills to use string up a noose so tight ya wish it loose// like sittin there waiting for that hook spittin knowledge not found in books living as crooks homemade cooks// calling Mr meth living a mess ducking death til ya run out of breath//
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I have a cold right now so I will rerecord later.
sittin here thoughts come n go some never know but I will never let it show// 23 months til freedom got a whole list of niggaz let's bleed em// maniacal wish I could be mechanical those who want to release the animal the beast from my adrenal// can't escape my past like a junkie that can't escape the needle my life is full of feeble people// can't seem to do this shit right so I'm gonna sit here n write it's not black n white// confess sin fears from within// lowest level substance was my devil// heroine was my God while Jesus and I were at odds praying for them to be in my favor waiting for the Savior actions of a failure// consequences of a user tales from a loser ridin police cruiser facin my accuser// over my Fate handed to the state 25 months rate misplaced hate// so now I spit bars from the other side of bars revealing scars looking to night time stars blast off to mars// dreams of broken jaws exposed flaws fake ass niggaz standin like you boss real niggaz know loss// let it go like a thought hardships that you bought battles that you fought// knife in ya chest no heart playing life like a part// in a play on stage fueled by rage trapped in a cage// feeling confused definition of abuse skills to use string up a noose so tight ya wish it loose// like sittin there waiting for that hook spittin knowledge not found in books living as crooks homemade cooks// calling Mr meth living a mess ducking death til ya run out of breath//
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