GOTTA MAKE IT

this life guarantees only death/ so i go hard till i have nothing left/ i shed blood and bleed sweat/ sometimes i feel suffocated by the stress/ pain is only weakness you feel that leaves your chest/ so stop for a second and take a breath/ compose yourself and stay ready for whatever comes next/ stand straight and walk tall/ true soldiers get back up when they fall/ so many tears i´ve held back and years i´ve lost/ i know i have to make it at any cost/ through all of the heartache and nights i´ve spent alone/ for all the homies who won`t ever go home/ for all of the times that nobody was there/ for all of the times that not even god cared/ there´s times when it feels my best isn´t enough/ at times life can make you want to give up/ but that´s not an option it´s not in my blood/ through my being pumps this hatred which i´ve learned to trust...

WHEN IT RAINS THOSE ARE ALL OF THE TEARDROPS GIVEN, 

BY THE LORD FOR OUR SINS AND THE WAY WE´VE BEEN LIVING.