| Dope sold on the cut make our hands bleed
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| Fuck broke it ain’t an option, penitentiary
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| Or the grave is the only way we fall back
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| Do our time A.T.W then crawl back
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| To them streets where we come from taught life
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| Look alive know niggas better walk right
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| Real with it quick trigger finger gun play
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| I only know how to deal with these niggas one way
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| And someday I swear to God I’mma change that
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| But I can’t cause them evil demons came back
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| And when I’m high y’all I can’t explain
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| What it feels like wishing I could die and just end the pain
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| Cause mane I’ve been a loyal dude and you can trust that
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| But loyalty versus greed equals fuck that
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| I need to talk but there ain’t no one to listen
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| Lost inside a mental exorcism
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| And wishing
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| Sometimes I close my eyes trying to hide from the pain
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| Things in my past are catching up fast living life against the grain
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| Just one time I wanna clear my mind the silence seems so loud
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| If I could I would fly away and live my life beyond the grey cloud
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| I woke up from a dream feeling all good
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| Prayed for better days ahead but what was yall doing
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| Lost, stuck in a stand still waiting for a hand out
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| Hustling for tennis shoe paper never panned out
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| My sister tripping got my grandmother stressing
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| Cause shes only 17 and shes already pregnant
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| Another segment of them ghetto soap operas
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| Bg’s is tripping ain’t nothing left to stop them
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| Uncle in jail daddy dead and their mamma’s
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| Can’t teach them how to be men; |
| grow up being followers
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| The streets swallow them then life overpower them
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| Then off to the pen where the old heads devour them
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| Crash tested a dummy high volume
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| Only God can judge but y’all niggas is comical
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| 90 percent of our future’s off in prison
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| Prescription for my mental exorcism
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| And listen
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| Sometimes I close my eyes trying to hide from the pain
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| Things in my past are catching up fast living life against the grain
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| Just one time I wanna clear my mind the silence seems so loud
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| If I could I would fly away and live my life beyond the grey cloud
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| Another kid killed in cold blood a mothers heart broke
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| Family crying on the first few my heart spoke
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| Hurtful words I would never dare speak
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| In the house of the lord still I’m in the devils reach
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| I don’t wanna hear the preacher preach that shit a lie
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| Plus he knowing how that evil be, but who am I
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| To judge a man when I see him try
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| FOX news tried to justify him
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| And ain’t no way that you can clarify
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| In cold blood our lil homies dying
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| Another sign of the times but it’s terrifying
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| That you could kill us off have us outlined in chalk
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| Get arrested go to jail go to court and get the fuck off
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| That shit is fucked off we worried about the money lost
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| While the clans about to light another cross
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| I ain’t denying it I speak from intuition
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| It’s also from my mental exorcism
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| And wisdom
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| Sometimes I close my eyes trying to hide from the pain
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| Things in my past are catching up fast living life against the grain
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| Just one time I wanna clear my mind the silence seems so loud
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| If I could I would fly away and live my life beyond the grey cloud |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Mental Exorcism, artist - Scarface. Album song Deeply Rooted: The Lost Files, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп