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[Verse 1] If scars was tattoos with better stories So much trauma scribed on my melon mob you liable to find tribal design tumors That contain best selling novels, so much pain cursed my adolescence That I can count my outer blessings on one hand I was shook to the bone when informed of the three slugs you took to the dome Just slammed and broke the hook to the phone Teared up and let a couple trickle Before retaliation could start cops knocked him and slammed him with a double nickel Twelve years later stil not complacent tools I cock I'm pacing impatiently awaiting to snap off for obvious reasons Grew up with G's who's hobby is squeezing, hell probably is freezing Peep said it'd be a cold day before we part Yeah you prone to violence, just not to start provoking acts You was smarter folks than that, especially to lose your life Over a Starter coat and hat, I'm stil heated so what Your pain is my pain, until the world blows up [Chorus x2] (Til the world blow up) I remain the same no matter life's obstacles (Til the world blow up) I will shine for us all if it's quite possible Til God calls me home and the caskets closed And no longer can serenade my dogs with these classic flows [Verse 2] We were both raised studying rhymes and scriptures and the street rules to the game SongtexteAnd the game deeply embeds and tarnished jewels on your brain The ghetto reflects us, from doo-rags to school metal detectors To earning what you rightfully deserve is irrelevant Cause now we only settle for extras, if not then jumped up charging Got affiliates that shot at slumped up sergeants Just to avoid trumped up charges, kept my head stern Focused on these bars when you was knocked in arrest burned from ??? Funerals became annual, we all studied from the same rule book And stil lost numerous to the game's manual Supreme has the power, any dirt when added up And multiplied by 7 equals the Grapes of Wrath is sour For all I know you might hate me, cause I ain't been able to write or send you a kite lately Just getting my mind right so I can walk through this life straightly And live see my little girl grow up But you stil my dog until the world blow up [Chorus x2] [Verse 3] Until I see if the price of the happiness your deserve is cheap As long as you embed these words deep And can cinematically see the world from a worm's eye view at a bird's peak Life occurs blurred, bleak sometimes but regardless of how sour the Kool-Aid is though It could stil be stirred sweet, there ain't no guarantees Except that them taxes in a world that attacks tactless But Imma get full access to its axis And take the weight of the world off your shoulders and put it on my back like atlas The incompatibleness of me and your moms Is something that we deny greatly, we ain't eye to eye lately The concept of not being there to guide you through life safely Is the reason me, myself, and I hate me irately We love each other but after mating the result is the pitas of a queen stinger And stil our dear relationship goes swing slinger Before death had a chance to do us part Fate had flipped us off with the ring finger And that's the reason deaths celebrated and birth's mourned But Imma always love you first born From diapers until you casket bound with black skirt on Til the world in your beautiful eyes stops spinning and blows up and the earths gone [Chorus x2] Aus Songtexte Mania