| Gotta watch my back, It ain’t safe at night
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| It’s too much to do, gotta get my paper right
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| and its alot of my dogs, they either dead or in jail
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| but if i kill myself, would it be heaven or hell?
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| Gotta watch my back, It ain’t safe at night
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| It’s too much to do, gotta get my paper right
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| and its alot of my dogs, they either dead or in jail
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| but if i kill myself, would it be heaven or hell?
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| Yo at this present time, its alot of nonsense at stake
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| too many ideas & decisions left to contemplate
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| too much to deal wit
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| too much to make a n____ have to steal s___
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| And its hurtin, cuz i gotta feel it
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| with too much anger
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| too many n____s know me, but they don’t know me
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| a___yzed popular stranger
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| and peep how n____s try to change ya
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| but i can’t cope with no antidote
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| two options, one is slittin' my wrist
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| go to the precinct with a clip my fist
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| so i keep a cig in my lips, s___ is painful,
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| f___ suicide, done did too much dirt to know if I’ma be angel
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| So help me god, cryin in my sleep
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| cause you ain’t pull me out of shark infested waters to die on the beach
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| and I was told «don't trust, cause they plot at the end'
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| So i treat friends as nobodies, and nobody as friend
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| yo it just seems like troubles followin me
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| lock & key,
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| stuck in the belly of the beast, and its swallowin me
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| with no cream,
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| with no bundle to hustle and no scheme
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| no n____s to run with and no team
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| tell me what its like to have ran out of options when you goin all out
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| or what its like to be in love and fall out
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| just want to put it behind me and breathe
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| without the f___in 9 to squeeze
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| without the weed and Hennessey to keep my mind at ease
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| without rollin over, coilin myself, tryin to sleep
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| without bein homeless & starvin and dyin to eat
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| s___ wasn’t like this at the youth house
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| thoughout my teen years been forced to grow up too fast
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| m_________er i’m not a youth now
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| wish i could let alot of people see the true Mouse
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| but i’m too scared to see him myself
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| what’d be the use now?
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| See I’ve done changed too much, I guess the water ran dry
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| Man I been put through s___, For most of my life
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| And I done lost my breath, but still i’m tryin to fight
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| I can’t take no more, cause i’m dyin inside
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| From houses to gas stations, I’ve done robbed them all
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| facing 10 to 20, that’ll start a robber’s fall
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| Jacked whips in parking lots, I got the drop from Fords
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| and this amount of victims coming out a shopping mall
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| I’m a totally different n____ when i’m copping the raw
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| apartments with ADT, got through the locks in the door
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| I met some dollared out chicks, somehow i got in the drawers
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| seen n____s dyin, cold blood that got shot in the war
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| want a seed for the wrong reasons to see me different
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| in hopes of me guiding so he’ll never have to see a prison
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| but my shorty got it f___ed up
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| or maybe i just got it f___ed up
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| somebody got it f___ed up
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| what a n____ got besides his music
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| thirsty as hell, can’t smoke the water, cause I know that i’ll abuse it
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| And mufuckas can’t afford to see that fuse lit
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| they can’t afford to see a n____ on some new s___
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| and where my pops at? |
| A n____ need him now
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| show up later on when im black, and f___, i’m bleedin now
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| showin' my moms another side she never seen in me
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| how the f___ she don’t understand when its her genes in me
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| how’d I progress in therapy while wantin' to leave this world
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| and I know how to beat the system, but can’t beat the world
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| talk that «take my own life to get off the scene quick»
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| unfortunate that i’m too much of a genius to really mean s___
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| Gotta watch my back, It ain’t safe at night
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| it’s too much to do, gotta get my paper right
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| and its alot of my dogs, they either dead or in jail
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| but if i kill myself, would it be heaven or hell?
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| See I’ve done changed too much, I guess the water ran dry
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| Man I been put through s___, For most of my life
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| And I done lost my breath, but still i’m tryin to fight
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| I can’t take no more, cause i’m dyin inside
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| «Heaven or Hell» is a song by Joe Budden. |
| It is track #32 from the album Not
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| Your Average Flow that was released in 2004. Duration of this track is 04: 09. |