part 2 Song by: gyp Just my script of pills wasn't take'n care of my pain... So I started take'n a bit of every damn thang... This shit is so crazy and absolutely insane... What the hell to do with me mane... Bang'n and popp'n these pills has brought me nothing but shame... And here I sit with me and these addictions to tame... Up and on the phone all night, so many friends dead in vain... I was so in love with my fix,/ that I could care less who's to blame... I know I gotta bare and tote my own damn cross... But I'ma do it in victory, no matter the cost... I'll get it all back, and even more than I lost... But I gotta get me on top of my game again... I'm tired of my maybe's and my procrastinate'n... And now it's time for Gypsy to reach his destination... I think I got it now, it's kinda simply plain... I was never addicted, it all was just a game... The match of good and evil, happen'n in my brain... It's a conflict that "my gift of words" couldn't even explain... I'm Tired of both sides of this story, something's gotta fuck'n change... Cause every time I pick me up,/ "the looks",/ they label me strange... I'm stuck in the pressure of my peers,/ this decision is lame... What we doing y'all,/ "shake or ice",/ to me it's just the same... "You can do this Eddie, you been clean ten days",/ I'm not so sure that I can,/ I need me some Caine... I know I gotta bare and tote my own damn cross... But I'ma do it in victory, no matter the cost... I'll get it all back, and even more than I lost... But I gotta get me on top of my game again... I'm tired of my maybe's and my procrastinate'n... And now it's time for Gypsy to reach his destination... The "Blow" would numb my senses,/?then we can start it all over again... "I don't think so Eddie,/ that isn't part of our plan"... Shut the hell up Gypsy,/ your not even a man... Your just a voice inside of my head a hoop'n & holler'n... Sitt'n and preach'n,/ so do it for me if you think you can... Cause it'll take me some time or I'll be fall'n for my own damn scams... So, I better get started before I talk me into gett'n a gram... And bang'n that shit and slap screw'n my plans... Hell I can't "fix" me,/ so God I'm put'n me in Your hands... I know I gotta bare and tote my own damn cross... But I'ma do it in victory, no matter the cost... I'll get it all back, and even more than I lost... But I gotta get me on top of my game again... I'm tired of my maybe's and my procrastinate'n... And now it's time for Gypsy to reach his destination... part2 I know I gotta bare and tote my own damn cross, and so I'm praying dear Heavenly Father I need You listening, so tired of being heathen, my faith's no longer appeal'n, my mind needs a cleansing, my spirit needs forgiveness, my tired ass soul needs a heal'n, thank you Lord, I can't believe I'm still believing... Damn, I can't believe this shit... I'm so outta control and my life is so hideous... Lord, why the hell is living so tedious... I know I walked the other way but I really need, Jesus... You seen the places I been and you know about my demons... even my pieces, So I won't even sugar coat me being that heathen... God, I'm falling fast and I done used my believe'n... And that's the reason that I'm here depend'n on You this even'n... You my go to God, when my hands need to wash the sin I commit off in remissions... Lord gyp's spirit needs forgiveness, my tired ass soul needs a heal'n, only math that works between You and l Lord is no division... I know I gotta bare and tote my own damn cross... But I'ma do it in victory, no matter the cost... I'll get it all back, and even more than I lost... But I gotta get me on top of my game again... I'm tired of my maybe's and my procrastinate'n... And now it's time for Gypsy to reach his destination...