They kicked your teeth for pleasure's sake
you hope to die efore you wake
and I had a dream that I would take you away
*Chorus*
and I'd like to free you
and I won't decieve you
the rain is falling,
pain is scalding you, you...
Can you believe in any good
when you've been hurt and misunderstood
with no such thing as the "goodness of men"
to redeem myself from others' sin
Chorus
Can you believe in any good (no)
when you've been hurt and misunderstood (no)
with no such thing as the "goodness of men" (no)
redeem myself from others' sin (no)
ChorusVerse 1 *(Madd Maxx)*
Now who's next for platinum spotlight?
You know who it is
Maxx and Gonz takin over the mic
flippin the script
reversin Town styles of my life
live in the ghetto
but still livin the life that is trife
so fuck a knife
I'm using the gat on Mobb imposters
layin 'em down wit choppers
they never could stop us
breakin 'em off they drop us
for tryin to knock us
hustlin ass backwards
dishin out my products
under the Oakland initiation
the death penalty is what you facin
life sentance, incarceration
for fuckin wit Mobb affiliation
nigga the Paraphanil
contraband infiltration
anatomy of my alliance
you won't defiy it
so watch you get broke down when niggas cause riots
hold them hostage make the snitch keep quiet
talkin bout, you don't know shit
I don't buy it
you fuckin wit real niggas that's all about the cheddar
carry Barrettas
under my sweater
I'm tryin to make a mill ticket to make my life better
and if I gotta go down like Scarface, then whatever.
Chorus *(Mr. X)* 2x
You'll never get next to me
so you can't see what I see
I can't trust nobody, while I'm out here on these streets.
Verse 2 *(Gonzoe)*
Why I'm like this?
Look at the world in the face and spit
What the fuck provoked me to write this?
Lookin at my gun thinkin "this it"
cuz this bitch done took my son, thinkin he an object
she trip
because I'm lonely
wit a new fifth
mad at everybody drunk
tryin to stack a grip
Fuck y'all!
Sayin y'all friends
deniyin my collect-calls
when a nigga behind in walls
that's why I'm like this
see I was raised wit a twist
my mama sold dope and my daddy was a pimp
that's my script
sold my first brick in 10th wit Chris
juss tryin to get some paper off the strip
that enabled my hustle
everyday on mind
lost in life wit big shit define
Why?
I don't give a fu