Niggas be screaming Z- Ro,
how does it feel to be a C- E- O
But I don't know, cause I can't get a
set of keys to the studio
And I know my fanbase is probably
tired of me talking about the struggle
But since I re surrected time all the niggas
don't want to see me bubble
Should I murder my friends,
ripping till they drop dead
I could a give a fuck about a buddy,
So there ain't no love for these nig
gas, there's only love for money
Paranoid like a defendant at a murder trial
but signatured in cursive style
Motherfuckers be tattle tailing
So when they take a son they drive
Pressure to pain, are you able to maintain,
where the sun don't shine
On a daily basis I hear shots but H-
'Cause they figure we'll kill
But fuck the streets Jesus
Only if they knew, this is my life
Ain't no waking up in the morn
ing because I'm still awoke
Previous past tense events got
a nigga ready to kill folks
got my heart set on heaven
But I was a problem child running
wild, for a nigga with a mac 11
I keep my friends and enemies closer than a
They'll sacrifice you like a lamb that gets slaughtered,
With they woman ass ways that's why
Niggas be horizontal as I slide by
I'm paronoid voice mail beeping for days
Everytime I creep you know I creep
The motherfucking killing field
And the place that I make my bed
Motherfuckers be coming to get
me in the middle of the night
But I'ma wreck his face when I put
a infrared beam in the middle of his life
until they drop I can't get no rest
'Cause those that also feel me feel well to the flesh,
'cause I can't take another test
so why do I feel like I'm that victim
I'm just praying for nothing
and do the lord even hear me
Could it be that I was too inoxicated in the
words for coming out early
'Cause I've lost most of my partners,
I'm losing family members
I remember when it was love,
but I'll be lonely by the end of Decemeber
I'm feeling bad, but I can't talk to my dad,
Plus I'm missing my sister but
she don't want to treat me fair
All this sleeping from house to house,
Got two album of my own, but no home
So picture the park bench in blood,
Ripping the whereabouts to murderers
lord forbid somebody pull some cash out
it's all about me and my woman and child
Because my nine millimeter because
he helped to survive, this is my life