I was like 20-21...
Bad quality recording, my boy can master it tho. Wrote it that nite.
Didn't market it... more into professional stuff... otherwise, I'd do it for real probably.
I was drunk and high... Vodka and weed. Possibly other stuff around that time too.
@SwaZ
Lyrics should have been like this: Messed up forgot some of the middle/ changed it too.
@RebelWithACause @manu
I got lyrical content, rappers today are more like condiments.
Not the main course, they barely border on being side orders/
They can't stand the heat alone, never be at the seat of the throne/
They wake and bake and act all demented,
maybe cuz they were neglected/
Not a serious threat,
Really Just a nervous wreck/
Those that fucked me over in the past,
How you gonna outlast/
Someone Like me, who's never fought for anything but their dreams,
I'm dispassionate, you only ever been about the ca$h and shit/
It seems without reason, some fake motherfuckers stabbed me in the back,
committed treason/
Now they're waking up with me on their mind
If they could only go back in time/
But they fucked up big time, I'm standing outside /
my [former homey’s ]'s front door, Nine cocked who ever opens the door's,
gonna drop./
You should have never fucked me over like that,
Honestly, something inside me always knew you were wack,
Sweat drops from my brow,
what the fuck have I got myself into now./
This is really messed up, I'm getting really fed up,
I'm standing inside, 9 cocked by my side,/
About to take you out for a ride,
And forever put you down
It's not personal, but I'm bringing the arsenal.
I don't need this shyt,
Am I in the right state of mind to take
You outta town - and forever put you down/
But it isn't that simple, see,
You gotta do what you gotta do,/
And so do I,/
I need to be making sure that you die./
But it's of no consequence.
This isn't me. I'm a true G',
Not gonna fuck up my life,
over some conniving, fake ass homie.
You've made plenty of enemies... Time's running out on you G'.
I don't gotta pull the trigger. I'll sit behind the scenes,
Appear in your dreams. Pull the right strings,
Air Raid your house like I got wings,
My eyez on the prize, even though I despise,
I got enough problems, this ain't the way I should be
Solving em'. I made the final call,
Listen closely, you can feel it in my voice.
Better hand up everything you owe me,
before I change my choice. Plus all the
Interest, don't be actin' all suspect.
I came back for the money, not to leave you all bloody,
You Should Live The Rest Of Your Life In Fear.
Haunted, Cuz Death Is Always NEAR.