I had my pride, had a head full of doubts and my 9 Said, I'm so tired of being held down because of this pigment of mine So I rolled into the Corner store and pulled out my blade, Sri Lanka's tears will pay for the reckless sins that he has made Sweaty palms. Beating hearts, a lifetime of choices I have made, Never said that I was righteous, never said that I was saved. My only way to k** contrition is to make sure I'm getting paid. Gonna pull the trigger of this gun, and hear his children say *Now he's gone... now he's gone* Baby don't worry I'll be back dear Back where I remember Gotta do my time Momma don't worry I ain't got fear I'm only bleeding I'll be fine You never will be hard as me