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We just rolling with the Rise the ashes of stylist division With non-stop lyrics of life living Not to be but still unforgiving
But in the meantime are those Who wanna this and that So I suppose that it gets to a point where feelings get hurt And get dirty with the people the dirt it goes
Tried to give you warning but ignores me Told you everything loud and clear, but listening Called to you so clearly but you want to hear me Told you everything loud and clear, but listening
I got a heart full of pain, head full of Handfull of anger, in my chest And everything lefts a of time I hate my rhymes, but everyone elses more
Im riding on the back of this Guessing that its better I cant keep together Because all of this gave me something to write on The pain gave me I could set my sights on
I'll never forget the sweat and tears The uphill struggle over the fear and talking and the people it was to And the people that started it just you
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I got a full of pain, head full of stress of anger, held in my chest Uphill struggle, blood 'n' tears to gain, everything to fear
Heart of pain, head full of stress of anger, held in my chest Uphill struggle, blood 'n' tears Nothing to gain, everything to
Heart of pain
Tried to give you but everyone ignores me Told you everything and clear, but nobodys listening to you so clearly but you dont want to hear me Told you loud and clear, but nobodys listening
I got a heart of pain, head full of stress (Nobodys listening) of anger, held in my chest (Nobodys listening) Uphill struggle, blood sweat n (Nobodys listening) Nothing to gain, everything to (Nobodys listening)