It seems like.Every day, i die a little more
lyin on the floor, with an empty bottle
bacardi 151 shares this tiled bed
and inside of my head I hear tha screams of my momma out loud
we gotta get out now, ya dads flipped out. cops are on the way
theres gonna be a shoot out now
Distraut we gathered things stepped through the doorway and heard the sound of my mommas wedding ring against concreat
life changed drastically, once a family turned tragic G.
livin in a one bedroom joint strugglin for cash
Dads payin his half, but it dont last gon in a flash
growin up was hard without my pops, hardly a direction
momma partied non stop while me and my brother stayed home watchin cops on cots
curssin under our breath, we couldnt believe how she up and left
how could she be scared to death? dad got mad, but its only cause he needed rest.
Hard worker, thats all i know. Thats all my dad did to have things for his kids to show.
and now he all alone, sittin in his broken home next to the phone that never rings holdin my mommas wedding ring.
I could never understand the pain in his eyes, untill i heard the man cry. My daddy is strong, but if his heart is broken he cant move on.
he never did, my momma didnt either.
cant share holidays to this day due to the way he treat her.
used to beat her and say things even worst.
then he wants to wonder why she want a divorce.
My momma never was same after John Dollar
movin place to place, every year another father.
gettin older and my mind got colder. chip on my shoulder rollin bolders from htown.
playin loud music, I'd lose it, caught in a spiral headed straight down.
violence, the middle name I gave myself. Snuffin preps back in tha day because of they way they face felt under white knuckes.
fists of pain, anguish in my eyes. Distraut, brimming with hate my fate compromised.
So one night, i came home late to a brand new face.
Some overweight truck driver eatin tha food in my place.
I didnt like'em straight from tha start. he aint love my fuckin moms
the two were worlds apart. He gettin played, just like all the others. Undercover lovers. Till my mother found another.
He grabbed me, put his nose to my face and said Im gonna pay if I make my way in late.
Week passed and here I come in at three and this bitch mu fuka waited up for me. He went to touch me and before his finger touched my T.
I grabbed the man up and broke his nose and his teeth.
My momma screamin, sayin ima kill her man, im so livid, Im seein red and I cant stand. He stopped moving, but I could hear him try to breathe. I got off'em and My momma told me to leave. Chose him over me.
So I left and never looked back for four years I never looked back.
lyin on the floor, with an empty bottle
bacardi 151 shares this tiled bed
and inside of my head I hear tha screams of my momma out loud
we gotta get out now, ya dads flipped out. cops are on the way
theres gonna be a shoot out now
Distraut we gathered things stepped through the doorway and heard the sound of my mommas wedding ring against concreat
life changed drastically, once a family turned tragic G.
livin in a one bedroom joint strugglin for cash
Dads payin his half, but it dont last gon in a flash
growin up was hard without my pops, hardly a direction
momma partied non stop while me and my brother stayed home watchin cops on cots
curssin under our breath, we couldnt believe how she up and left
how could she be scared to death? dad got mad, but its only cause he needed rest.
Hard worker, thats all i know. Thats all my dad did to have things for his kids to show.
and now he all alone, sittin in his broken home next to the phone that never rings holdin my mommas wedding ring.
I could never understand the pain in his eyes, untill i heard the man cry. My daddy is strong, but if his heart is broken he cant move on.
he never did, my momma didnt either.
cant share holidays to this day due to the way he treat her.
used to beat her and say things even worst.
then he wants to wonder why she want a divorce.
My momma never was same after John Dollar
movin place to place, every year another father.
gettin older and my mind got colder. chip on my shoulder rollin bolders from htown.
playin loud music, I'd lose it, caught in a spiral headed straight down.
violence, the middle name I gave myself. Snuffin preps back in tha day because of they way they face felt under white knuckes.
fists of pain, anguish in my eyes. Distraut, brimming with hate my fate compromised.
So one night, i came home late to a brand new face.
Some overweight truck driver eatin tha food in my place.
I didnt like'em straight from tha start. he aint love my fuckin moms
the two were worlds apart. He gettin played, just like all the others. Undercover lovers. Till my mother found another.
He grabbed me, put his nose to my face and said Im gonna pay if I make my way in late.
Week passed and here I come in at three and this bitch mu fuka waited up for me. He went to touch me and before his finger touched my T.
I grabbed the man up and broke his nose and his teeth.
My momma screamin, sayin ima kill her man, im so livid, Im seein red and I cant stand. He stopped moving, but I could hear him try to breathe. I got off'em and My momma told me to leave. Chose him over me.
So I left and never looked back for four years I never looked back.
