Its time that I do it again and speak my mind. Each and everytime I bust it in rhyme. Shit aint gonna be changin. Im still fucked up and this shit keeps on stranglin. Im on my last chance, balancin and danglin. Ive told yall plenty of times what it seems to be. But I aint ever told you what it seems to me.
Seems to me that everyones dissin on me. Wantin to say piss on me. Now this free world dont seem to be free. If I say sumthin or do sumthin that makes ya mad, sorry to say, but thats too damn bad. You aint gonna make me feel sorry or sad. It was sumthin you thought we had. Its cool cuz I felt like that with my dad.
Now listen up if your gonna be retarded. I dont want some bitch thats always got her legs parted. Im not close to done. I just started. Mentaly fucked up. Thats you. Now dont get pissed, im just tellin the truth. Sense the days of youth, Ive suffered through and stayed true. But that shit wouldnt matter to you.
Seems to me that this world is not worthy. There shouldnt be a reason to hide and worry. Cops come and gangs scurry. But caps are bustin in seconds with fury. Aint our fault cuz we aint doin anything. People try to judge just cuz we wear bling. I like how you wear that thing I bought ya. What was that? Oh yea, a ring. People gonna judge me cuz I buy my girl shit. It seems to me that thats sumthin some people just dont get.
In my eyes, so it seems to me. That yall hatin on somebody who aint me. But is me just not myself. Sorry fuckers, but that how its dealt.
