R.U.I.N. - Baptism Of Fire (Ft. NewBreed MC) lyrics

(Hook) (Verse 1) My peers been buggin' out ever since I touched mics/ Call them Mc Disneys' yup, Bug's Life/ what's up doc? / Elmer Fudd finally got his shot/ see how deep the Rabbit's Hole go, when Seaguls on the block/ Eat dead pigeons, cannibalistic, sicker than Avian flu/ It what happens when your friends start aiming at you/ They say every friend you have was once a stranger/ But I can't change the/ fact it's reversed when we aim ta/ Cut each other out our lives, enemies,we create those/ Awkward, that was easy, Staples/ Rumours coming at you like 3D p**nography/ k**ed the track but no Morgue's autopsy/ I'm jealous they won't include me now the truth's told/ The Sun won't set on my anger Satan won't get a foot hold/ Won't drop names, ain't taking attendance/ Hope you're in the Book of Life, even just the appendix/ (Hook) (Verse 2) Listening to ‘Me Against the World', shedding Pac's tears/ Don't have many peers/ gunned down, except one, Eric/ I remember how we had fun wow, and I cherish/ The time you spent at my house, and my aunt kept caring/ You were 18 and so angry and I was like ten/ But like friends/ we played Gamecube, double O 7/ Then/ All this happened just below heaven/ but didn't know That you did get your life together, oh splendid/ When You moved out of Jane and Finch/ and had two kids/ Til' it was in the paper, that a cop shot you dead and sh**/ Told to respect the police and may be I would/ If they didn't k** you just when you're life was getting good/ Man, what happened to innocent until proven guilty? / I know the judge of all the earth will do right, but still, please/ This wasn't Rodney King or Sean Bell or Trayvon Martin/ This was someone I knew, now they gone, dearly departed / (Hook) (Verse 3) (NewBreed MC) So heres the deal God/ I'm just tryna survive and keep it real God/ I'm just tryna provide my son a meal God/ But its real hard i feel robbed i think i need a real job/ 3 straight summers laid off its no wonder/ That I'm close to the edge and I feel I'm going under/ Sugar hills become mountains and mountains are to climb/ I'm counting on seeking wreasons but answers are hard to find/ If u ain't looking but I'm cooking up plan of attack/ Perseverance and endurance build my stamina back/ Thrown into the fire but his hand is on the thermostat/ Purging my pride my insides are burning black/ As black tar as far as tests/ My sin is east As far as west/ And this is just another grey hair bout to pop out of my chest/ I'm still blessed cuz staying under's how my faiths perfected/ And i count it all count it joy cuz persecution is expected/ (Hook) (Verse 4- Outro) E'lo-i E'lo-i, la'ma sabachtha'ni/ (Mark 15:34) Sitting in the office, wondering did God forgot me? / In the hospital lobby/ so teary, my eyes are soggy/ Inflicted with intrusive illusions that are refusing/ So would it be better if the cop would pop me? / In truth it's/ It's confusing and stupid, cause these thoughts are not me/ Truths become ‘probably's/ the demonic ruse just taunts me/ I'll just have to a**ume that if I fell that God had caught me/ Went from top scholar, straight to the psychiatric ward/ Was suicidal, I don't know what the f** exactly for/ For all of those with mental illnesses or handicapped/ If they call you a retard, you got the right to smack'em back/ My first word was happy, I hope my last will be blessed/ But now, it's like I take these pills just to get up to depressed/ My soul's sole goal is to be a righteous saint/ Baptism of fire is terrifying when God tells ya to wait/