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As I watch you live Comfy doing my thing As I watch you Check As I watch you live Comfy doing my thing I look to the side, and I see A few man, they wanna ruin my thing But I guess that’s life Each step that I take I’m pursuing my thing And my thing is rhymes Lord knows I ain’t chewing up kling But a man’s been low You never would know I’mma call for them brothers who ain’t never would show Mom worked 2 jobs, I was waiting after school but she never would show True, I walked home alone, I would think to myself I’mma win as I grow True, it messed with my soul, why I had different hair, different scent, different clothes Different cars, different homes, different drive, different life, different rights, different rows I see them pull up in a Royce, in a Benz, it depends on the day I suppose Me, I used to spend the saving money on a sausage rope, pray my mom would never know Used the change for a sweet, then roll down the street procrastinating with the bros Another charity case, only really there for the stats to be save Letras de cancionesCouldn’t even help [?] platter than braids Austen Tayshus with the capital A But it’s capital O, and a grammatical O Put them in their place, they was all bad for them ‘fros I said don’t chat shit when you don’t actually know I always felt like I had sutting to prove So I kinda went on, I got nothing to lose Teething off niggas they were [?] I was risking my life, as a youngun for food I went through a phase when I was 16, it was weird I used to wanna murder people’s voices in my head I never really spoke about the voices, but instead I locked myself away and studied lyrics in a shed At least it felt like that I had a flat, but just a room Kitchen next to the toilet, bed against the wall I folded to the wall to make a bit of extra room Bro, have you ever tried to make a table with a stool Back then I was 18, I was really with the shits If you disrespect, I stab a nigga in the neck I kicked him in the stomach there was blood all in sec It left a man depressed and a struggling to hit a [?] I started ever dreams of getting dipped of in a flat So I was moving Pow, couldn’t kick it in the track And then I met my ex, she said nigga stick to rap And I was really in my feelings so I listened to her chat Had to call of everybody including my dad To focus on my craft to make a living from a pad I had to drop the message, you was tripping, I was sat Told them it for years, I couldn’t move when it was mad But I took a lesson from the man, till she [?] It’s fleeing if you say it, but a moral if it sang I really gotta grind and everyday I made a jam I build a lyric library as a critic kinda fan I’d analyze my lyrics and compare them to a mans I know his flow was something really hard to understand Everybody offbeat with their pods, when they land Swear I’m still on my feet throwing bombs under the round I seen a couple niggas kill right before my eyes Seen ‘em really crying as they look into the sky I saw a lot of fit, I saw regret, I saw pride He didn’t wanna die, grabbed his go, he said goodbye Diabolus is coming, it’s too late to heal the runes To pool of blood is growing, see it stopping and resume The ledges of the pavement made the spreading of a storm Till he fell over the top like an infinity pool These the kinda round of things you might [?] in the mist Of seeing something devilish, the devils hit the delish The angels they disgustingly digested what you must’ve, but you can’t see their reaction, ca’ you caught up in the shit The devil on my shoulder was an elder, rather [?] for I chop a little [?] and he would pressure me to shop more I never had no money for no Gucci or no comfort I would get my rep from robbing, hit the road then I would [?] more My name is my name, as the wolfgang says So I add a bait face, niggas looking for my place Same time I had to step down try and instigate Real beef with the son of the woman that he date Remember when he told me you would kill me and my mum I looked her in the eyes and said is this what it’s become My niggas they don’t write, so if you’re still troubling mum By the time that we arrive I push something in your lung And that was the last thing I saw of him or her Until a year later when he pushed her down the stairs I didn’t really try and talk about it with my peers I was just looking for the nigga why he really disappeared Feds even pulled a nigga asking for a statements Said I deal with it myself, ca’ I ain’t talking to you wasteman I got murder on my mind, so he can’t have no conversations I got murder on my mind, it won’t be mellow when i face em, huh So face facts Is only 1 life, right on the train tracks They was 18 in a polo with the strap And I was only fifteen when they pull that to my gaf I used to be a positive and optimistic yute But trials and tribulations got me negative and rude I used to have respect now I’mma disrespect for you I used to love my fellow human, now that’s "move I'm comin through" My mommy couldn't woke up for that, I’mma kill them In ‘99 I was in a warehouse in [?] My dad weren’t there, grinding, building And now he wants more for his three likkle children A good dog come to anybody that waits The good only come if you get up and chase I chased man down with a blade for a [?] Till they stab me in the face, he never stayed on my brain And I thought to myself, to remain here the same Only ends one way, you shouldn’t play with the pain It’s amazing how the mind turns pain into depression It’s amazing, how a knife don’t care ‘bout fame I went through a phase when I was 16, it was weird I used to wanna win so much the voices in my head Telling me to kill them niggas, so I went and kill them niggas Didn’t kill em dead, I kill the music thing instead Done From Letras Mania