A gospel about life a living hell,
'cause the cops are the satan we ain't living so well.
So let me tell you something about me, Roadkillah O.G.,
what is so fucked up, now you will see.
Like a little kid i was living so fast,
but now I'm just thinkin' will my body still last.
Just like Constantine I was smokin' since I was twelve,
I found peace in the nicotine, even though I'm killin' myself.
'Cause the change in my head went from right to bad,
I wasn't feeling so good, but I was feeling so sad.
What is meaning of life, just to be stab a snitch with a knife,
or a have a family and kids, or living good with my wife.
It's fucked up, to live only with my dad, to be a kid in a middle,
from inside I was feeling so mad.
So what can I do, shit's been passed on to you,
you who's listening to this shit, I'm sorry, but it's true.
Thank you for beeing my friend, for beeing my brother,
I have respect for you, I don't wanna change you for no other.
This is a gospel of me, not a slug, but a G.
Maybe I am, maybe I ain't,
but everyone's a sinner, and a sinner's no saint.
From time to time I have no one to talk to,
but I feel you my homie, whenever life is cruel.
So rememver one thing, and remember it good,
whenever you feel like shit, nigga come to my hood.
We will puff a blunt and see,
that world ain't made just for misery.
Welcome to life, place full of peace,
even though you'z a playa, you will allways be missed...
Post je objavljen 06.11.2006. u 17:35 sati.