King Gordy - I Am Gone lyrics
[Intro: Bizarre] Dear Brenda This letter goes out to you and my kids Pray for me Cause' I'll see y'all again one day Let you know Daddy loves you [Hook: King Gordy] I just lost my job my wife is gone I can't go home no more Oh this life's too hard where are you god, your child is coming home Lord I've tried to stay but there's no way I can fight carry on If I die today please find a way to keep my family strong I am gone [Verse 1: Swifty McVay] I'm a soldier that's been haunted by Satan I'm gonna hold a Caliber straight to my cranium Created as the angriest baby since Damien I'm grown and my family hate me, psychopathic majorly Drama persona, spirit Bio-hazard I create ba*tards caskets for granddads A cactus that sprout like seedless hospital The child of a wild family, dark cloud on top of the roof There's nothing to lose, cabinet full of booze, And 2's that get rid of who don't understand my views The news destroy me, not trusted A null employee, busted from holding a gun to the customer They must got an APB and I been beating my wife twice as much since she seen me on TV An outcast, that's haunted because my past done had it So when you gonna cap my Ass Motherf**er [Hook] [Verse 2: Bizarre] Heroin Addict, crack heads gone wild 2 years using, 2 years in denial All that ballow straight from the drug centre, timberlands, yellow thong in the middle of winter Like where the f** am I going? Who knows its snowing 2 days from now my girl will be out here hoeing For my little girls birthday I promised her a bike But I also promised myself a pipe Can't see me, ain't washed my a** in a week I smell like feet, face full of Taco meat I ain't f**ing my wife, since our wedding night Viagras, can't even give me a hard pipe f** it, give me a f**ing long knife In 2 minutes, I'll take my own f**ing life Leave my fishing rods to my son and my car to my girl and f** it I'm a say goodbye to the world [Hook] [Verse 3: Kuniva] Yo, I'm life Ff** the jokes I need revenue So when I Hail, (get the f** down) That's what you better do I didn't want to resort to bringing out the guns Or breaking in your savings wiping out all of your funds But I'm a dollar away from being homeless So late night I'm drunk and roaming mouth foaming (grrr) I ain't seen my kids in years My wife left somewhere between the coke, grief and beer Now that I'm stuck staying in motels with rats and roaches You eating a steak and I'm stealing cakes from hostess (I'm out) Man I'll be damned if I be out on these streets Watching mo'f**ers riding round laughing at me I'm a strong arm a school teacher Stick up a few preachers, (uhh) Jack you for two pizzas, (give me that) Give me some new sneakers I stuck the wrong kid he pulled out a few heaters I hear a voice calling me I hope its you Jesus [Hook]