Lyrics

Tattoos fade styles get played.
Each day a mother's torn a baby born with aids.
Life's hard try God I aint' make it this way.
Car repossed I'm oppressed with low pay.
Tryin' not to give up, even when it gets rough.
These rappers actin' tough like they can't be touched.
Sit up and do crunches til you feel it in your gut.
Make a brotha suffer cuz he bit you like a mutt.

Now I call you names when you make me mad,
And you gone and I'm alone and I miss you bad.
To the man I barely knew damn I miss you dad.
If you die though I died and barely knew the half.
May the liquor hit you when I tip the bottle and splash.
Concrete my palms meet when I light the hash.
F' holdin it in! I blow the dro in the wind.
When life got me on probation I'm parolin' my pen.

I escape through my writin' to the places more vibrant.
I relate to much silence to vacate from violence.
Aint' no denyin' gotta change my ways.
Shallow, insecure sometimes at my age.
So I dabble for a cure that's pure beyond rage.
Baby rattled to the shackles of a fiancee,
Crazy battle full o' hassle til I see my grave.
But I'm happy if you ask me til I'm D.O.A.

Let the world within you grow.
Secrets meant for you to know.

From the depths of my soul I confess that I'm whole,
Bipolor, flip-floppin', lettin' time takes it toll.
Grow into the man God wants me to be,
But I wanna be free excel and exceed.
Earn and discern true wants from the need.
Religion and decisions unlock the block misery.
Slippery when wet is the path of debt,
so I'm workin' my way out of it to cash a check.
I'm able to write, turn the tables of life.
in a world of temptation and strife I take flight.
Beyond doubt and height, so glad that I found a mic.
No rap battle just travelled the world like a satellite
Fight the will to abort a child hopin' that the Lord'll smile.
Blessin' and correctin' all my dogs and court trials.
A mile in my shoes will bruise your soul,
but I'm married til I'm buried to this beautiful LIFE.

Let the world within you grow.
Secrets meant for you to know.