It's Too Late

I'm like a burnt out light bulb, a bad idea, a nightmare

It's a fucking blackhearted spirit that's born from some white parents

If I don't like you it's apparent

Apparently I fucking stare at you dead in the face, you try and stare at me

You motherfuckers aspire to be people I don't care to be

I got the balls to be someone you couldn't dare to be

The world is scared of me, my guns are humungous

I tongue kiss a young bitch, all of my girls are all fantasies

My balls and my word are all I had on the curb

I envisioned the impossible dream until I had it occur

Before OJ killed Nicole and was battering her

I was selling 40 bags of coke holding the gat on the curb

Now I got you shook and shaking fucking mad at my words

Look at? mistaking adjectives and verbs

And turn em into? it's the best you get out of me

Chris Farley and Belushi probably would've been proud of me

Wouldn't they have?

The sound we hear it is our hearts, they are in time

They're marching clear and swift the beat forever in our minds

It gives us hope it gives us strength, you know, to carry on

Keep fighting till the end and past the end you will be strong

They tell me Ams you gonna get shot, you gonna get dropped

Get popped and locked up, knocked if you don't stop

I say fuck em all, I refuse to be scared or tuck my balls

I touch the walls with my back fight until I crumble, ball

Into a fetal position, a chief on a mission

See opposition until I'm beefing in prison

Serving my time awaking with a murdering mind

Perverted with crimes, hollow tips inserted in nines

Saving face, doing dirt, making the great escape

I will struggle till they're over me singing Amazing Grace

This is laced with hate, I kill the baker, take their cane

Break their face, when it comes to beef I will scrape their plates

I'm outnumbered, out-gunned, here the clouds come

Overcast the skies, I'm spent, I'm outdone

But I fight until my last breath bash left

When it comes to fighting my strength can denounce death

The sound we hear it is our hearts, they are in time

They're marching clear and swift the beat forever in our minds

It gives us hope it gives us strength, you know, to carry on

Keep fighting till the end and past the end you will be strong

Strong and wise and you are love

And when the tide it come you will soar above and

And you will be one day exactly what you are

Just keep your head held high, kiss your fist and touch the sky