nighttime chillinsessions
too man-y lines to write, too many streetcrimes to fight
too many to enlighten too few who see the mighty lights
I might be right, when I say too many live their lives too die,
too many feed their wives with lies, and watch them slowly die inside,
only to watch their only child, grow up to slowly die, meanwhile.
im smokin, even tho Im broke an
even tho my life is moving forward kinda slow an
even so i light it up and leave the rest too hope man
feel the beat an smoke then,
free your mind from seeing time an drown into an ocean of emotions
I decided to let go and, get by without my pride cause I found my flow again
so im openin, up my mind.. just to close it again.
Im broke and so is my friends
Im a joke whos driving a benz
cause i wrote some lines in my head
an spoke about lies and goverment
an now I rise to get up again..
..I tried to be stubborn and dont fire of my gun when
liers came to buy our way and try to claim our broken fame.
and thats a wrap!
Pewol wrote this shit right heeeere;
Always felt im here for a bigger reason,
always ment to be in a better season,
nice white guy but spittin that mean shit,
everyday struggle so 4:20 light me that green shit
survive for my lies so when i write im spittin that real shit