MY UNHAPPINESS
INTRO
My unhappiness – {chuckle}
Yea n***a!
My what´s my unhappiness?
My stress is like a wound worth of drama
See my unhappiness, flown like a river all down da streets
I can take it no more
Brother may unhappiness, n***a yo rigid
{Slant rulez´ll run this}
Be me I wish
VERSE I
Brother as a youth, hum
So what I´m saying is
Even now I got me reminiscin over da youth
Raised up, da truth I got' speak
Some homies wan' be riding or roll like I do
Is brothers got' jail, ever give damn?
See some homiez in da cemetary, shears tattoo tears
‘Em tearing from day to night never else
I never recorgnized offhand, why I ain´t to play it so good?
Since this year I've been balling & kicking it
I was cursed from da foetus, I began to kick it
I wan' ride it long, now I make it in da strrets
Brothaz on their own, they never give a s**
Now I whereas ride, ‘em haters giving damn
I'm a Hustler whim to dub, da Slant Rulez living
It's what I'm down for, & never yo give a doubt
Da unknown secret project isn´t scarely or what?
Ain´t no I ga me screaming on yo door, Hell
Heal one, f** of disguise, yeah
Murder´s wise but tears
That's ma mothaf**in unhappiness
CHORUS
My unhappiness got me silly alown
Never gonna let me carry on
It´s nasty that got me riding on, is bringin back my unhappiness
{Mother flaunt my unhappiness}
Never gonna ga me silly long
Never gon' let me carry on
It´s nasty that ga me riding on
Is bringin back ma unhappiness
{Yo seems comin back, yo bringing stress, say what;}
Mother flaunt ma unhappiness
Unhappiness
TALK
Yea Frazic I fell yo
Turn up da tide realer
Stressing among the graves, hum
Wan' curse Gz
But mentain, ain´t no jeopardize
Yo know how we got it rough in hood now
Yea that's it Homie, I got cha
VERSE II
Yo know, this time I'm alown
I´ve been reminiscin what I damn, I got on booze
Realism curse, eager give boomz
Spending time, always in jail
As we wan' be living in hood worth da brother in yo
They never get chu
Why now to deploy?
Yo wish to ride it, yo know
Yo promised to keep it, yo know
Whim to trashy da tagedy, yo know
Ain´t nobody messing with Frazic in hood
His been down representin da hard life, I do so rough
So shear the hurt, so maybe got a slum
Till my angel baby girl sing