PoeticPsycho

Ghetto Nightmare

My world changes a lot when my eyes become bloodshot
Psychotic episodes, and menacing dark thoughts
Mix the concoction with some liquor, and you\'ll hear some gunshots
I take another swig knowing that I must not

 

I guess I\'ll never learn
I got my family concerned
About the life that I lead
Cause street fame is all I earn

 

Day in and day out I live with paranoia
To numb all the pain I drink a bottle of poison
I keep the strap on my waist
Just in case, no remorse for rivals I gotta slang some more free base

 

From the cradle to the grave I didn\'t know how to behave
All I heard from an early age was \"crime pays\"