[INTRO: You ever feel like, us against the world? Yeah, me too
[VERSE 1: Go ahead and that data, I it deliberate, obliterate the little bit of hate in my considerate, It's the way I was raised in the pit of the fall, Consider it all, before I get a little bit too to come back, Two feet to run back, I one to quit man, you need to trust that, Age ten here I am, diaper in my hand, kid in my lap, in my hands, Trying to raise my father's seed, but that bother me, I don't need apologies, Eagerly leaving behind these of mine, My mind is I try to fight it, but bothered by the violence seen as a kid, Even at this rate, I fix the mistakes I made, So pissed I missed every sick day, I ain't get a day off, I aint the sunshine, I ain't ever had a choice, 'Till I rhymed,
[CHORUS: This is I see when the lights go off, This is I bleed when I bite my jaw, This is I feel when the mic turn on, And my life get off so I my songs, This is what I see the lights turn off, is what I get when I write my wrongs, If I don't do this here I might get soft, And I might dissolve, so I write my
[VERSE 2: They ask me, Craw why'd you do that? Why'd you have to fuck up the one you knew that, could help you, You stupid, you fucked up, you I don't know, all of the above, I'm a villain, Why you think I pick a career that give me one in a million chances to advance and do this shit, But we been the odds since my mother had cancer in her uterus, this is not a joke homie, I'm not here for pussy, I am broke homie, I don't how to do shit but rap tight, So you better watch back if you attack Mike, I ain't giving props to wack types, And I don't have time to smoke weed and bullshit, My rent was due on the first and the fourteenth, I been taking care of them since I was fourteen, So you puff your chest out and spit that, I'd take a second, think why you on path, And how hard you hit that, I'ma hit harder, You came to kill but I came to
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[VERSE 3: Yeah, still gotta make it setbacks, Sign of wetbacks, brought to prosper and forget that, For my family back, feeling poverty's impact, Fuck the lottery, get cash, hustle not a ten sack, hard to get that, I live modest and give back, Taught humility since a snotty kid and I that, But what is humbleness, or am I defending my pride, Cause I done chilled legends and didn't even tell um I rhyme, So of my time, lyrical fitness hella divine, I want another responsible for getting my shine, So go and ride an artist's dick and get in the line, Giving known person in me a demo to get signed, When I'm wrecking the rhyme, I trying to impress you with lines, I'm perfecting my mind, it keeps my forever aligned, Still with graphic poster, geometric design, me when I was broke but still feeling everything's fine, I like I'm supposed to, you think everything's fine, Couldn't give back to the if you sent them your spine, Man you kids bark with chalk when you your wrongs, We admit scars with bars and put our in the songs, Writing the
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