King 810 - Tied To The Whipping Post lyrics

(Feel like I'm dying...) I sit alone in this four-cornered room Houses are graves for the living Let this dope spot be my tomb You can have my soul I don't need it where I'm going You can't look me in my face When my scars are showing I can't sweat through these scars I can't feel the wind blow You never get used to not feeling You just know you're not like them So I feel like everything I died for has died for me And I'm left here alone lost walking in the streets Where I've seen where men deteriorate And then do the same Before I knew it I had changed And I ain't going back there again Things are moving so fast For what it's worth I apologize I've spilled blood on God's earth Father please forgive me, I was born in a city Where if you wanna be somebody you gotta k** somebody (And claim the body) Father please forgive me, I was born in a city Where if you wanna be somebody you gotta k** somebody (And claim the body) (Feel like I'm dying) (Feel like I'm dying) Artistic bravery They say to get it you gotta risk it I risk my life everyday Why wouldn't I risk this petty sh**? Huh? Don't make me take aim again I miss my dead friends But I don't miss men So when my gun raises up Remember Momma couldn't raise me So you'll be a dead f** And pardon it The man with the skin with all the scars in it My soul, my city's hardened it My heart, I don't know where it went! All I know is there's a war in my head My eyes don't close when I lay in my bed! Wish I could give my sister all the strength I posses And let the h**n k** me instead You see my grandmother was murdered My mother used a gun This k**ing is in my blood, it's best I don't make a son I'm in the mirror trying to find my father in my face So I can shoot myself right in that very place I... feel... like... I'm... dying... (Feel like I'm dying)