Lost Perception - On That Day 5 Years Ago... lyrics

[Random] Yo You ever wish you never were born? Thinkin you can't the weather the storm That's exactly where I reside And I don't wanna commit homicide Everything I thought was the truth Was all just a lie, a product of my pride And if I don't achieve what nobody believes I can achieve then we all gon' die Either outcome is horrible of course But as we both know it's par for the course I think about the slums I'm from Folks are out there fightin over crumbs And I can't do a thing to a**ist it The gist is it's broke, I can't fix it I struggle to find the truth And the more I know I get more confused Traveled the world and back and still I know Nobody that could ever walk in my shoes Searchin for who I think is the enemy Every day he reminds me more of me So to anyone I ever did wrong I wish you well, pray you live long As for me, my choice was made Way back in the day, that's why I say [Random] Yo Ever wish you didn't have to wake up? Lay in bed, eyelids could stay shut That's exactly how I'm feelin now But I know I can't caise that's not my style Everything I shoved in the closet Is now fallin out and makin a big pile And if I don't believe that I can achieve The impossible I need to sit down Either outcome would be a let down Got to dig deep find self respect now I think about the past, what I did to me Those who pa**ed on who now live through me Who didn't take action Livin like a coward, that just ain't crackin The more I know I get more frustrated Gotta press on caise we must make it I'm searchin for who I think are my true friends Tryin my best to tie up these loose ends So to anyone I ever loved Sometimes you gotta go through hell to reach heaven above Now, all of the times I didn't listen And all the friends I lost man I miss them The only medicine for suffering Crime and the woes of mankind is wisdom Heard a man say the mind is a prison Possessed on a quest just tryin to find religion Too much heartache Lead 'em to the water but can't make 'em partake 808's, autotune, and mad heartbreak Heart race fast like it's in a car chase Feelin like Biggie on midnight, March 8th Top of the world 'til you starin in God's face