Intro:
We going Universal With It
Verse 1:
What I would I do to remember the youth, its funny every single time I came inside de booth//I told myself I do it better for everybody here, everybody dead, alive//Im living a legacy, integrity for my blood//Healing for my mentality//Tattoo onto a pad//Lyric could be a part of me, honestly I be dying with no way to concrete//Find me, the vision of the greatness, I see//Im living it curious, to whether a odd nature, a n***a at home waiting on Jury, wonder if he the leader of the murdering kids//He want incarceration more to the bar he dismissed//Only way I see a future Is to live in a cell//Better my mindset, nurture the healing into a hell we call earth//Who would ever give a buffering sh** If I was better than the best yet sitting in a crib//
Hook:
I k**, be the n***a in the industry too
I k**, be the remedy in healing the cruel
I k**, be the sinner who be praying to you
I k**, I k**
X2
Verse 2:
Starring into the Judge eye//Shedding a tear the feeling worser than demise//Who be the price//He gimme time, I serve it 25, life//But really for a crime, It should be 25, conscious//Maybe He let me of the hook, im happy bout it//Maybe a sad face eating up a happy meal//I feel it ridiculous how the people and evilness wanna put me inside a life Ill never be bigger than//Im in Reeva sh**//Who pulling the trigger its the end//Of a n***a who losing hope so he fear the pen// now im walking my destiny in a steel rod// a door infront of me, murder me now cause I fear God//Im doing the rapping hoping the God will take as a prayer//Cause Nemi in downfall, lost in his Moniker//A follower of the lost world, Nemi could die world //Feeling is fear//Need a Oscar for k**ing my peers//
Hook:
I k**, be the n***a in the industry too
I k**, be the remedy in healing the cruel
I k**, be the sinner who be praying to you
I k**, I k**
X2
Verse 3:
Somebody please listen close//If im skipping the jail I should be losing hope//How be I learning a lesson if freedom be joke//I drop a pen//Meet a couple n***as who really messing up my head//Art of peer pressure, now my moniker is the daily bread//Living facade, gun shot sounds in every head//Look at pen//I wanna pick it up but problem is I know ill use to relieve all the pain//Ill end up pulling the trigger back//My mindset, really wanna live it behind the bar//So I could serve a bar//The funny is I be causing the trouble to nurture mind//murder your mind//But I figure the bar we behind is called earth//Im giving a living to a bar, I call birth//We living a living in a hell I call earth//Im k**ing myself, tryna figure who be the God//But I really consider praying to God cause Im lost//
Skit:
Im lost...
They told Me Do or Die
Dead or alive
Im living both spectrums
Why