Post by Krayzie on Apr 9, 2009 16:18:27 GMT -5
This one is about your inner demons, something like that;)
[glow=red,2,300]This is a story about me myself and them
You don't know who i mean
this story is dark,twisted
and a little extreme
You wake up deep in the night
It's too dark to see, all you have is a blurry sight
You know you aint alone in your room
you hear them with their whispers of doom
You feel the chills on your back
Take a deep breath and turn around
Silence, there is no sound
Your almost sleeping then you hear something loud
You look up and scream " shut your fak ing mouth"
No reaction, of course not, what do you think?
it's all in your head, you need to visit a shrink
You are losing it bro
can't see the difference between a friend or foe
You wake up it's time to hustle again
the pills and powder is what you slang
you meet your homeboys at their spot
sell your dope to a junky that needs another shot
(GUN FIRE)
Oh shit it's the cops
the pain rushes through your body
you aint the only one that drops
All your homies is on the ground
they almost dead but the coppa fires another round
they dead, you got away
you get down on your knees and pray
Lord, Will I ever see a brighter day?
Now I know it, I got to fight them
It feels like I'm a black man
against the whole kukluxklan
What i mean is fight my own demon
i hope that in the future
the history books will say that i beat em
Darkness fills your mind
You question yourself what are we doing, Mankind
You look in the mirror and see the devil laugh
you smash it on your own behalf
Your hand is bleeding and filled with glass
You fall down on the ground and hours pass...
You get back up, there is no way for you to stop
The demon is still alive
so you can't die before your soul is clean
you go to the hospital for your gun shot
you don't want to continue it's getting too hot
you enter a building climb to the top
your life comes to a stop, you drop
yourself in the depths
you ask god: why didn't you stop me?
he answers: it's much saver for you to be up here with me[/glow]
[glow=red,2,300]This is a story about me myself and them
You don't know who i mean
this story is dark,twisted
and a little extreme
You wake up deep in the night
It's too dark to see, all you have is a blurry sight
You know you aint alone in your room
you hear them with their whispers of doom
You feel the chills on your back
Take a deep breath and turn around
Silence, there is no sound
Your almost sleeping then you hear something loud
You look up and scream " shut your fak ing mouth"
No reaction, of course not, what do you think?
it's all in your head, you need to visit a shrink
You are losing it bro
can't see the difference between a friend or foe
You wake up it's time to hustle again
the pills and powder is what you slang
you meet your homeboys at their spot
sell your dope to a junky that needs another shot
(GUN FIRE)
Oh shit it's the cops
the pain rushes through your body
you aint the only one that drops
All your homies is on the ground
they almost dead but the coppa fires another round
they dead, you got away
you get down on your knees and pray
Lord, Will I ever see a brighter day?
Now I know it, I got to fight them
It feels like I'm a black man
against the whole kukluxklan
What i mean is fight my own demon
i hope that in the future
the history books will say that i beat em
Darkness fills your mind
You question yourself what are we doing, Mankind
You look in the mirror and see the devil laugh
you smash it on your own behalf
Your hand is bleeding and filled with glass
You fall down on the ground and hours pass...
You get back up, there is no way for you to stop
The demon is still alive
so you can't die before your soul is clean
you go to the hospital for your gun shot
you don't want to continue it's getting too hot
you enter a building climb to the top
your life comes to a stop, you drop
yourself in the depths
you ask god: why didn't you stop me?
he answers: it's much saver for you to be up here with me[/glow]
