who gave this dark life to me Oh my God, oh why hath thou forsaken me I don't need to, I don't want to I don't want to wonder why If you don't want
I couldn't explain, couldn't explain You wouldn't understand, I couldn't explain I got so much funky shit inside my brain I couldn't explain, I couldn
While I stomp mud holes in your ass, girl, now let's cuddle Blood curdling, you're gurgling in on your blood waddle I do for my next trick, I'm feeling wonderful I think I
do without it I was digging a hole, now I'm filling it up I try so hard, trying to do without your love Your love I'll say goodbye and wonder why I'
r.e.a.m., then I'm all up in the spot. I was raised in the F-A- Why a nigga never gave me nothing? Pops left me, I ain't never cry, baby, fuck him, that
Anesthesia Damn. (DAMN) should I say What are you doing! , I dare at your stare so yo Come do me, it's done or rather should I say it's on The mental
, niggaz run in yo cribs I don't care if you blast for the cash, then scramble yo wig I'm like, "Damn, what a wonderful kid" I could do what I want,
mercy when I bomb no thinkin' emotions Sick him with potions that I've developed To make the body swell up like venom Once I'm in 'em, then I skin 'em
mad situation, Sad situation That every nigga I know is in a bad situation (Situation) I'm tired of waiting, Tired of being patient, Tired of waking up wondering
I sent it Hit the pedal now we high speeding With the metal trying to make these motherfuckers die freezing Up the way I seen him slow down Shit, I think I
to kid, cat shootin' sperm in you wiz I'm why you smell herb in the crib Man, I'm out for doubtful, shit, I spit a mouthful Indo out-do, intro to outro I
already I wanna spray shit up Keep braggin' about your cars I'ma see drama before it happens When I roll up hard, you wonder what the fuck cab I'm in
I guess I got no choice but to be a poet Now everyday I manifest and I generate And smoke cannabis And I penetrate and I innovate And I demonstrate
six-fo' Several years I earned cake, let me tell you more Joey Crack, A.K.A. '88, Cook Coke Wonder why I paint a picture of the street life so vivid I
, aah Do I wear you out? You must wonder why I'm relentless and all strung out I'm consumed by the chill of solitary I'm like Estella I like to reel
doesn't matter If I'm wrong, I'm right Where I belong I'm right Where I belong See the people standing there Who disagree and never win And wonder why
changed since the sadder day, dig [Chorus] I know the world gets cold and the days get long and the sun don't shine and you mind just wonders why me, I
it, even if it aint mine, i gotta pocket paper. I put a strong hole in every hood see how i lock it major. And why you wondering w-whos that nigga coming