breaks they care not what knife is stained / and it rained / I am alone for once dusk to dawn / finally I'm free / I am alone by choice / I am alone not
begun / and this time I thought to dream of your eyes shut / the only one I see is you / there is no way to see this through / outside open / I have
in my head I'm dreaming of a different land that would fit you more than the one we roam / this goddamn town where the shadows are demons / more than
I'm free / I am alone by choice / I am alone not nailed to a cross / 'cause when the day breaks they care not what knife is stained / and it rained / I am
your deathbed injecting poison / how long can we stay here / on your last leg bent over backwards / while the world moves on and steals your life / let them die and
daily I spin my neck it's got me in knots / they can see it all / and they're so sick and twisted / they can make a call / and have you killed for living
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your back take a breath rest your eyes tomorrow's the day to lose the mask and reveal the lies (this long black dream) into the black a lovely death and
hold / but the ground / eyes still froze / can't control myself / my heart still beats / there's no words left / I'm headed straight for the ground / what
your knees / but today won't sleep not for the weak / "I can't" / this brings no hope to the ones that don't give a shit who / "I can't" / and see through
hearts / gaping breaths / and tear-soaked smiles / you are the ruin in all of us / my words must be meaningless against her breath / if I could I'd gladly
like I am wasted The J.P. Morgan of the coke business Your moneys funny and I ain't in the joke business Hi and bye on the phone, I never spoke business
: Uh, yes I am often imitated But I am never duplicated, yeah Yes I am often imitated But I am never duplicated [Verse 1] I can't deny it, you's a dick
I And I am he We are one like the moon and the sun OG I been around Kid hustlin With grown men around Seen homies get shot And watch bodies spin around
-z and Nas shit And even though the battle was won, I feel like we lost it I spent too much energy on it, honestly I'm exhausted And I'm so caught in
window screamin, "Lord come and get me" Am I sick, or am I just another victim? Unloadin my clip, I'm watchin every bullet spit when I kick em Niggaz
quickly and escape the sickness If I fail, then I suffer, bein broke is hell 4 a hustler So I stay strugglin and jugglin with all the might I can muster