hard to breathe, when its hard to see, glory is other story, im a criminal, born to go to hell, born to fail, a legend is wat i am not, i let people rot, the aim is to the ones that gotten shot
i dont care about death, when people die everyday, so i got to speak hate, so you can relate, theres no debate, ive sealed my faith, there no means of drastic off tragic measure, not for the feeling to get better
times changed, times to the rhymes, all i do is crime, not to shine, less then the sun, the guns only aiming at preachers and nuns, since i was born the devil had competition, so shut up and listen
to the evil speak, selling heroin, so pick up the needle, *** my people, nobodies equal, im disturb, im on my last nerves, still walking on curbs, listen you might learn, ive tookened the wrong turn
lost in this ozone, got a hard crome, trouble is always double, because off my last name, blood in my vein, trained, to believe the deceive, and achieve the less forunate,
RHONE