Vers 1
I notice time is tickin away - and my life gotta change
Cuz the past has been a failure - n im still locked in chains
Ain't too much that has been changin' - exept fo my age
Even tho' i kept on smilin - my hearts in a cage
And the tears that i been cryin - never touchin my face
Cuz if i said it would be lyin - like i spit in yo face
And these 7 years of dyin - it was only a phase
But tho' all that im denying - wasn't part of the race
Tho i only hang with addicts - and some drug pushas too
I would never touch a drug again - i'll leave that to you
Sure im drinkin every weekend - but what tha f** should i do?
And yea i know what u be thinkin - so what? yea f** you
N oh yea i never been a gangster - i never said i was
Tho im known around the corners - doesnt make me a thug
But i heard some people talkin - bout me sayin i was
Are you f**in kiddin me? - now are u stoopid or what??
HOOK
The world is full of bullsh**
(sh**, what you talkin bout?)
That world is full of bullsh**
(sh**, what you talkin bout?)
We always worry bout what people think
And is half of it some bullsh**
(sh**, what you think?)
The world is full of bullsh**
(sh**, what you talkin bout?)
That world is full of bullsh**
(sh**, what you talkin bout?)
We always worry bout what people think
And is half of it some bullsh**
(sh**, what you think?)
Vers 2
I worry everyday but never really edmit it
So fo once ima be straight and really say what im feelin
sh** is buggin me - but im strivin on pride
And its k**in me but i never man up to cry
Its a complicated life yea i figured that out
And i been livin such a lie - chea hell, no doubt
And with the tatts on my body and the rep that i got
Doesnt really help me out n doesnt come as a chock
That smokin weed everyday changed to speed n pills
And the d** turned to issues when my homies got k**ed
And i always miss a funeral - but i visit their graves
And always hear it was so beautiful - and all of em prayed
But to picture another homie - in a casket up front
While im sittin in a church - and just wanna get out
To me it doesnt make since - but to others it will
I reather talk at the grave, get us drunk and just chill
HOOK. x2