Intro

Live from Delusion

Die on the street or reside in the ruins

Running high from police, throw the nine in the sewer

25 is the least of the time that you're doing

Do or die, staying true to the lies on the stand

Right hand on the word of a god and forgive

All the wrongs that you did trying to live by your means

Breaking news 10 P.M. see your friends on the screen

And these bitches wanna talk about some mother fucking rap

Bullet holes in the home where my lil' brother at

Pigs parked on the streets so we can't shoot back

Spend a week where I sleep most can't do that

Might look half neat till the nightfall comes

First the good years screech then you hear that drum

Fuck 911 police don't come

Had Jabari on the streets till the sun came up

Momma son raised up in the midst of a feud

I'm from genocide where you die for your residence

Die for the presidents I chase

We reach the same fate so I never get to thrive in the relishment

Might seem jaded but even Satan was heaven sent

Coulda been a bum, broke sleeping by the 710

17, dropped out knew I had to make a way

Couldn't have my granny broke before she seen the pearly gates

Hope she ain't judge for me

Only person living never showed love to me

Dad did time cause he sold drugs for me

I could never judge a man trying to better off his fam

Shoot a fucker waist in

Gotta take you to your maker

Till I'm buried in the grass and the candle light the pavement

I'm gonna do it to the best of my abilities

The fear in me is gone, you can hear it in the song while you listening