of loss and of gain No matter where you go there is genius and there is insane But at least there's no shortage of pain so whisper through softly Ever
'til her conquer it Pays for mama's pills with a sponsorship Her cell phone bill and a Honda kit And that's why she skates with he Someone to feel her pain
The Row 24 hour lock down When they'll kill me who knows? Guilty, we the unfree Dead men walking Guilty, we the unfree Dead men walking I'm a genius
I've been patiently waiting for a track to explode on, yeah You can stunt if you want and ya ass'll get rolled on, it's fifty If it feels like my flow
her polly on, you and me both Break bread while I'm coppin over this game to pinch a loaf Now homie who's your favorite pain in the ass? Who claims to
Everyone knew she was a special young girl From her neighbors to her teachers Some labeled her a prodigy, others called her a genius It was amazing the
up Emotions knifed--life sucks Feeling dejected when frustration is misdirected in official election Conjections on top of blaming misinformation textures So inane--i cause colon blow pain
holy down of the track It's the sound that surrounds and hurts me like I'm under attack So I decided to bite down on the mic So the pain of the track
over, heal over someday And I don't wanna hear you tell yourself That these feelings are in the past You know it doesn't mean they're off the shelf Because pain
one more time I've been down this road So many times before but as for now I feel no pain I cross the fine between pleasure I tipped the genius to
change Got a nigga facin fame Smokin weedies to ease the pain Tuck yo shit in or get put to shame My whole click shine We bling and blang H-town chop and swang Grab yo bitch she feel
[ CHORUS ] Victory Ours are the cries that breathe life in the concrete Victory Ours are the tears that splash genius at God's feet Victory Ours are the
that you ever caused beef Yo homeboy, I never meant to tease But it's a slaughter, can someone help him please Feeling uncomfortable, then loosen your belt Once the genius
, I owe you for this one I've been patiently waiting for a track to explode on You can stun if you want and your ass will get rolled on It feels like
one I been patiently waiting for a track to explode on (Yeah) You can stunt if you want and ya ass'll get rolled on (It's Fifty) If it feels like my
stoppin me Constantly movin while makin millions Witnessin killings, leavin dead bodies in abandoned buildings Carries to children cause they're illin Addicted to killin and the appeal from the cap peelin Without feelin
She's all I ever wanted She could make me alive I don't think she's dead or anything, but I still feel haunted Something in the way she said goodbye This