I've lived through the struggle,
My whole life is a hustle,
Trapped in a bubble,
Locked in the wickidness of trouble,
With bloody knuckles,
Standing high, movin fly,
I always overshine,
Competetion can't bury mine,
The mighty dollar sign,
Corrupting my mind,
Hyponotized, By the Snake's Eyes,
With my head in the skies,
I can hear the angels cry,
Life just wouldn't grasp me,
My grandfather only one to understand me,
And damn I miss you,
When you left a part of me died with you,
Now I'm so estranged,
Novacain, couldn't soothe the pain,
Only I can't stop the rain,
My hands wearing bloodstains,
My whole life is a ghetto,
I can hear the shots echo,
Out here that's how shit gets setteled,
Gangstas pop the metal,
Stuck in this world waitin for it to end,
Again, I find my pen and pad my only two friends,