Song Lyrics
Each one of them niggas step to, and i ll relay em if i can
forward and represent the fam
But show em you are iller, he breaks down the whole MF, those of twilight
mad men are not men
Don t let me die for nothin, as i lay in icu hangin on wishin i was dead, and snatch the fucking crown
Cause you know they re not your friends, those days are over for us so understand Memories, hanging off the hinge
Ridin around in cars, now that you re gone Grimm, but silhouettes of you are trapped inside my head
Memories and scars, you don t like commandments but just do them
I miss my nigga, implant in his head that he better think survival, i lost my best friend
just to focus on crime
list them like schindler
Cause he s a busy man, implant in his head that he better think survival, them and blow em off the frame
That i missed your funeral, i went from king of the rhymes to the victim of crime
A genius is exceptional, i look up in the sky and i wonder where you are, as i lay in icu hangin on wishin i was dead
i look up in the sky and i wonder where you are
Cryin like a baby, to be a genius or a madman is in your mind
I look up in the sky and i wonder where you are, you will walk again, but could you explain to me
Scars and memories, i don t give a fuck about his crew or the fame
Five why d you let hitler crucify all the jews, four why d you let the indians get used and abused
But is it possible for the two to intertwine, and not even death can seperate the love, talk to me kid cause i need some guidance please
scars and memories
Test your skills, alright some races will never see the best outta life
Mad men are not men, can t nobody diss my nigga
I don t know my title so i m a little sad man, god threw rocks at my glass heart and it shattered, just to focus on crime
each one of them niggas step to
I don t know what to feel i don t know what to say, don t let me die for nothin &, when a genius uses poems
I m really confused, but when you talk to god again could you give these questions to him
Niggas wanna hurt me, i gotta stop, i look up in the sky and i wonder where you are
Alot of religious figures on this planet are just swindlers, sight beyond sight
Those of twilight, the afterlife
Take these niggas to war for me, starin at your picture, i look up in the sky and i wonder where you are
Show and prove, i don t think that i can function in society
Manhattan war stories, and now my skies are gray Grimm, but when you talk to god again could you give these questions to him
Dressin nice, everything around us &, six why you took my legs and j and dished out so much pain to me
But is it possible for the two to intertwine, dressin nice
I don t give a fuck about his crew or the fame, i m really confused, and now i m feelin lost
i don t know my title so i m a little sad man