[Hook: Ill-Noize]
She always cries her eyes out at night
Thinkin' she's not good enough for the world outside
Single mother in the suburbs bumpin' "Ready To Die"
Tryina escape from the horrors going on outside
Just another tryina live this life
Writing these rhymes all the time hopin they sound tight
On the bus, on my grind, bumpin "We Get High"
Tryina get by, yea I'm just tryin to get by
[Verse 1: Ill-Noize)
Waking up before the sun rise
5am, I'm on my grind
Two busses & a train just to get to work on time
Like, Goddamn this must be life
Well it's iight, cause...
This is the life I chose
It's just the way it goes
But if you think like that
Man, you'll go nowhere fast
But what am I supposed to do at 22?
I'll just keep trading my time for cash
Watchin' these days pa**...
40 hours, 5 days a week
Just so I can afford to eat
Barely sleep anymore
Waking up's become a f**ing chore now that my backs always sore
I thought things were gonna get better than they were before
So I said f** it, I quit, my time is worth more than this
I'd rather be broke with spare time, than somebody's b**h
So I guess it's back to the hustle
Can't knock me off my grind
To all my fam in the struggle
Change will come with time...
[Hook]