IRC-Galleria

These distraught thoughts of a young man in a rooming house
This messed up life, this poverty, he could do without
But what options does he have when all hope is gone?
A brother gotta eat, plus all the Henny and all the smoke is gone
All it takes is one quick stick
Gotta fill his belly now, which vic should he pick?
He does his dirt all by his lonely, forget his homies
He doesn't fell like splitting any loot, them suckas be acting phony
So much potential but all gone to waste
Now he lurks in night, with a loaded gun on his waist
Too late for this lost soul, his life's in a chokehold
Mentality is weak, and doing crime is all he knows
Never caring who he hurts, as long as he's taking money
Forget an education, and legal ways of making money
And what's this kid's purpose? Will he self-destruct?
When a brother's about to go down, who's there to help him up?

A place to spend my quiet nights, time to unwind
So much pressure in this life of mine
I cry at times, I once contemplated suicide
and woulda tried But when I held that 9
all I could see was my momma's eyes
No one knows my struggle, they only see the trouble
Not knowin it's hard to carry on when no one loves you
Picture me inside the misery of poverty
No man alive has ever witnessed struggles I survived
Prayin hard for better days, promise to hold on
Me and my dawgs ain't have a choice but to roll on
We found a family spot to kick it
Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit
A spot where we can smoke in peace, and even though we G's
We still visualize places, that we can roll in peace
And in my mind's eye I see this place, the players go in fast
I got a spot for us all, so we can ball, at thug's mansion

oon kävelly pitkän matkan ja edelleen jatkan/
välil ollu mieli maassa mut mä lupaan että jaksan/
läpi pimeimmistä peloista ja pahimmista päivistä/
niin paljon välitän mun äijistä/
oon niin paljon velkaa kaikil jotka musta välittää/
ja yhtäkään teistä en haluu matkallani hävittää/
oon pelänny luottaa, oon kai ollu alkoholisti/
mut ihmiset ympäril nää mut pelot vääriks todisti/
mä oon liian herkkä tyyppi, otan helposti itteeni/
ja satutan itseeni enkä tiedä miksi teen niin/
mä pelkään yksin oloo, mä kelaan ihan liikaa/
ei kaikki olekkaan huonosti pahasti mun päässä viiraa/
kun en löydä onnee onnelasta päälläni on varjo musta/
joskus satutan ihmisii jotka välittää musta/
usein on niin kiire enkä tätä kaikkee käsitä/
mut ehkä sä et kuullu kun sanoin et mä välitän/

-Vilunki

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