[Verse 1: Prince Sela**ie]
What is hell for a n***a like me?
Forever running laps, ducking police
Inhale hell of a dust, choking hard as it seems
May I need a cough syrup - slow me down for a bit
Going nuts for a bit, clinic d**h for a minute
Like my body is ripped, but I keep seek for a reasons
Going hot as Cali summer, don't matter a season
And im Locc To Da Brain 'cos was born in the sickness
sh**, im feeling confused
Angel Dust got me seeing demons
Crusify me with my wings and they split it
But im a Birdman, no Baby or Chris
I jumping out of f**ing window, flying straight to my dream
Cold-blooded raised, I don't give a f** if its 1000 degrees
n***as sink their brains in Moly water turning sea-sick
I probably would be dead already with my wrist slit
If I couldn't see the end of tunnel in the bright light... this
[Chorus: Prince Sela**ie]
Its my life in my vision and people got to eat (eat)
Trained to be a strong so I don't take no sh** (sh**)
Tomorrow comes after the dark so that night 'bout to end (end)
And I won't spot untill Appolo's stand up snd clap hands (yeah)
[Verse 2: Prince Sela**ie]
I stand in front of cemetery with a flowers
I don't know for how long, but they already rotten
Like a flesh of people in the dirt
But a brain-sick way before your body suited in the hearse
And how strong does it hurts?
Face humiliation daily or just hearing words
But im the n***a never been offended by another n***a
I seen a row, matter fact - being stranded
Feel like im Drake Bell 'cos I found the way
And I stick to it day by day
Never stray, and maybe
Stray bullet take my motherf**ing life away
sh** is shady but im not affraid, f** them violates
Never scared of blood stains, living on the verge
FlatOut and Cash Days, deadly race
Rampage on me, But I've been straight
And I be struggling throught untill that night ends
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[Verse 3: Prince Sela**ie]
n***as trying to run another n***as lives
I be like f** 'em, sh**, im always strive
And prosper
I see a highway like a prospect
Like everything that's going on I turn to profit
I try to be a son my mama being proud of
And yeah im after platinum but I got to get a gold first
Get out of this hell first
Like evil pumpkin all on me whisper scary quotes
Scared watching in the mirror - there's some blades on my throat
Reflection lives on it's own and now it's k**ing me slow
So istrike this mothaf**ing gla**, I reject what I saw
Im not ready yet listening wicked willow song
I still got something to live for
Break a vicious circle, rip the chains with the chainsaw
Tomorrow comes after the dark so that night 'bout to end
And I never stop untill Appolo's stand up and clap hands!
[Chorus: Prince Sela**ie]