After awhile of kickin Ryan's ass in some raps , I'm Back.
I still <3 u Ryan
So heres the new lyrics, btw if anyone has any beats hit me up I wanan make a song.
I try to reach out but I can’t reach
Trapped in this jungle w/ mad beasts
And this lion will attack to fight
But a snake just attacks to eat so he attacks the weak
And so I’m writing in this candle light hoping my words will attack the streets like I was packing heat
Like a box of matches
We been set up like them boxing matches
I box u bastards and box u out
Till my job is done u can’t clock me out
I came this far can’t stop me now
Oh, shit – hear the sounds of the cops around
So quick to run from the cops
Guns getting cocked
When ur punch lines ain’t punching the clock
And ur son’s crying cuz hes hungry u got
No funds in ur pockets – u hunt til u drop
Cuz when the sky is falling where do u run?
U runnin outta luck, runnin outta time, and runnin outta breath in ur lung
Most of yall just talk about without walking
Catch me walk around without talking
Smoke a pound without coughin
Put u all in the ground without coffins
Cuz u walking on thin ice
Live life on the border – u slip, then u fallin so think twice
Thru these wars how we live life
Cuz we used to the darkness and walking the thin lines
But I carry these torches
Careful cuz various vultures surface as Im digging up my buried emotions
It hurts us when these kids just stare at us hopeless
But I’m here and I’m focused
Homey, hold ya pistols
They don’t give a fuck about your social issues
Ya boys forget u
All they gotta do is pick up the phone and let em know they miss u
But they don’t make the call like a slow official don’t blow the whistle
Same homeboys that u name when u pray
Left u in the trenches taking grenades
Revenge is waitin’ they’ll pay
Changin’ their face like the moon when u face ‘em one day
I’m just tryna take u away from the pain
Erasin’ the hate in your veins and so I say
Rate/Hate
I still <3 u Ryan
So heres the new lyrics, btw if anyone has any beats hit me up I wanan make a song.
I try to reach out but I can’t reach
Trapped in this jungle w/ mad beasts
And this lion will attack to fight
But a snake just attacks to eat so he attacks the weak
And so I’m writing in this candle light hoping my words will attack the streets like I was packing heat
Like a box of matches
We been set up like them boxing matches
I box u bastards and box u out
Till my job is done u can’t clock me out
I came this far can’t stop me now
Oh, shit – hear the sounds of the cops around
So quick to run from the cops
Guns getting cocked
When ur punch lines ain’t punching the clock
And ur son’s crying cuz hes hungry u got
No funds in ur pockets – u hunt til u drop
Cuz when the sky is falling where do u run?
U runnin outta luck, runnin outta time, and runnin outta breath in ur lung
Most of yall just talk about without walking
Catch me walk around without talking
Smoke a pound without coughin
Put u all in the ground without coffins
Cuz u walking on thin ice
Live life on the border – u slip, then u fallin so think twice
Thru these wars how we live life
Cuz we used to the darkness and walking the thin lines
But I carry these torches
Careful cuz various vultures surface as Im digging up my buried emotions
It hurts us when these kids just stare at us hopeless
But I’m here and I’m focused
Homey, hold ya pistols
They don’t give a fuck about your social issues
Ya boys forget u
All they gotta do is pick up the phone and let em know they miss u
But they don’t make the call like a slow official don’t blow the whistle
Same homeboys that u name when u pray
Left u in the trenches taking grenades
Revenge is waitin’ they’ll pay
Changin’ their face like the moon when u face ‘em one day
I’m just tryna take u away from the pain
Erasin’ the hate in your veins and so I say
Rate/Hate
