scars to starzs

turning scars to stars with these bars straight from the heart these words tellin stories stories of this life I've led how much ive bleed i should be dead shit ive done cannot mend cant repent too many daggers in my back to bend ghost of the past leaving scars on the soul memories of those since past dance in my head see there faces in da cedar smoke buffalo skulls hanging from all the post east gate is closed with the morning sun the sacrifice will begain closer to death i see the other side my ansestors cry as we keep these traditions alive moving on now just a little insight lets talk bout life. cuz i just might leave this place in da middle of da night never commin back again shinein to bright for dat city life had to take flight and get outta sight cuz everybody lookin cloudydaze is missin he dissaperen is he in heaven or in prision or maybe just out sinin trying to fend off his demons nah man im right here cloudy daze been in da holler lookin for answers prayin for that dollar gotta make it out da trailer single wide in da park neigbors all around. not tree in sight but that orange light is on man somebody cookin up fresh batch of dat sweet feed gonna make ya scream make ya ears bleed scratchin ya flesh away up for days so spun out may not see nothera day got to make notha run gotta find that smak that black tar man gotta land this jet so badly damaged its a god damn epidemic people fallin out all over da place morge is over run zombies on da loose puttin damn ciry in a noose strangglehold fema rushin in thats why i live in da countey man