Life in a war zone, you make the wrong move Remove your torso, guns blow back of the track Now the blunts roll, onslaught 24/7 now the funds flow Anybody gets in my way, I let their guts show Sick farms ain't doing shit without the big bucks Got you in my sites, bad luck, I bet you're lame ducks Who game sucks, got to the point, now my gags bust Come on, man, I don't give a fuck, who wanna test nuts Scrapping, let's go toe to toe, I start the capping Shirt stamping, like sherm on a stick, nines are clapping Who's that then, who wanna be next, I make your back bend Push comes to shove, no love, I make it happen There's gotta be more to life than just this Your life compared to mine is like wine compared to piss You say, "It gets better", well, fuck that You don't walk outside your house and feel the need to stay strapped You never paid rent after cocaine and weed Man, I dance with the devil but I never get to lead Don't get me wrong, if I could I'd make a change Been so bad for so long, any good is so strange They say, "The grass is greener on the other side", shit But the fence is in the way now and I ain't buyin' it I made a cloud of smoke but my feet are on the ground Even when I'm dead and gone, I'll always be around I'ma walk to my funeral like my middle name was lynch In the game riding high, while you fuckers ride the bench Skinhead rob run by motherfuckers, hit the fence © EMI APRIL MUSIC INC.; HOW ABOUT A BUNCH OF TROUBLE MUSIC; BEAT POET MUSIC; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com