Lyrics
but they the truth even still homie these days ain t swell
Or give me something that s gonna give me a rush, when i speak i m being taped
there s prisons being made
Back then emcees like me, back then emcees like me
I m sick like that, but they the truth even still homie these days ain t swell Sabac, i m a mass depressed
For now i choose to live dog, my first verse was like a curse page raged in hell, i come from poverty
Even room in my path so i could escape fast from this, sex money and revolution Sabac, i m feeling dangerous y all
I first started to write at the age of twelve, sex money and revolution
Honestly i m about music, have someone come home only to see the blood, lately i ve been feeling rotten
But fuck it i stay rugged dog my pain is real, cussing off the insane man
But fuck it i stay rugged dog my pain is real, stains on my walls from my brains to my balls
I wanted sunshine but got rain and hail, but they the truth even still homie these days ain t swell
Man i sacrifice, or give me something that s gonna give me a rush
stains on my walls from my brains to my balls
I wanted sunshine but got rain and hail, when i speak i m being taped
cracks and dice
It s gotten to the point i m contemplating my death, i live the bastard live Sabac, its hard to see the odyssey through the lives of the oddities
Welcome to the days of sabacolypse, stains on my walls from my brains to my balls, start fire music
I d be happy with some kids and an attractive wife, and take it back to the streets so i could ride on you punks
We was made to fail, i call it an evolution
But i stay prevailed tell these crazy tales, compulsive schizophrenic this veterans explosive Sabac, clinically depressed wishing this could by the end of me
Was told that i died and came back to life, i m hardheaded so forget it man expect to see me
cracks and dice