Suddenly
I swear this famous steez gon' have to happen over night
Slave to my page, behind my bars until I go for life
Being shadowed for so long makes you loathe the light
Your son's been missing but a seed can only grow in light
Life is a dream, I'm prolly in a coma
In a hospital cot to rest, no pot to piss or stoner
I'm confident I'll prolly get awoken to aromas
Of apocalypse, cops amidst the bodies in the corner
Wake me up, wake me up, can somebody wake me up?
I must have tripped up off the ledge, did somebody lace me up?
The old me was murdered, the cops just taped it up
And now they're tryna smoke Chief like these sucka's facing blunts
I was the kid indoors while the fools were playing hardcore
Hardly listened; politicians, bullies on my dart board
They had the bottles with the gen inside like darfur
Suckas getting locked up at fifteen like a car door
Acting packed like cardboard, but fragile inside
I have to get mine because the bills add up with time
I rationalize how to get a flash of the lime
With passion inside, explaining why I'm sad all the time
It's never clear to all, spoon rusting in my cereal
Vandalism smearing off, musty from the aerosol
The bottom of the trench but I've been here before
To young to notice the notice the police pinned in the door
Definition of poor, reminiscing the fore-closure
Missions were just wishes, I'm just spitting this for closure
Living sort of chill, can't afford the thrills
Can't afford the bills
I try to change but my clacking sack of quarters spilled
I'm broke but I keep the fixes out of my life
Feelin like the only one who learned the value of life
Since my father almost lost his, cousin almost tossed his away
They try to blast me over race like boston
I try to find the hook and the bait
They got me lookin away
I'm taking it back because they took it away
We were packing up but hope couldn't fit in the u-haul
They say that life is hard, mine ain't endin with blue balls
Chorus:
The sun is breaking the sky, taking the lives
Maybe I'll make it alive
To take what is mine, replace all the hatred and blaze it
Until satins baking alive
The slain on arise, Flame in hori-zon and you hide
Staying disguised
It's plain in your eyes, the pain in your mind
You're staying too high cuz you're hating goodbyes
Pacing inside, wishing for millions
Karma's on a mission to kill ya
I get attention and kisses and such
Back then she never really hit me up
Until the ending hit me in my gut
And my decisions were giving it up
Calling to god but he ain't pickin up
And all my problems came kickin my crutch

Man...
But it makes sense
To get high you've got to take hits
Cross my name off of satins list

Y'all should have to pay for this