What's the matter?... Why don't we finish this? And go to hell together... You can say that you killed me if you like... I might as well be dead already
Trey Skies: [X2] Heart on my sleeve and my blade on my hip I'm seeing how life change, memories fade into mist As the day grows colder my blood boils within I reminisce sometimes I wish that I never picked up the pen
A lot of people asking what really motivates me As you can see I'm chasing dreams, I've awakened to different things I see the darkness in light, I think I'm somewhere in between (Being in peace?) and Im'a snap on any and everything I remember when they would sleep all the negativity fooling me I do it for my brothers who might never even make it, see Pressure on my back is hard without a team But I made it this far alone, I move until my feet bleed
Nigga who the hell are you- a follower so it seems I mean first the people love you then they feed you to the streets Believing this ain't enough and you want it by any means Boy thought that I was weak, nigga you have been deceived I swing in any direction so don't get too comfortable Had to separate from my girl she was making me vulnerable You tryna make it with music, (won't give up but loving you?) And I know my reasons are bogus but there's stuff I'm going through It's something nobody can soothe but at least I found a way to go release it in the booth Lames running their mouth, guess they got nothing to do You living the high life and I'm plotting within the grooves In crevasses knowing better than half of these artists out I'm guessing that I'm not ready yet I do this for my brothers who've been riding since the ready set, gearing up to go Until I die I can never rest, and when I take my last breath They gon' see why I gave my heart