Tekst piosenki
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 fuck should i do?
And yea i know what u be thinkin – so what? yea fuck 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 fuckin kiddin me? – now are u stoopid or what??
HOOK
The world is full of bullshit
(shit, what you talkin bout?)
That world is full of bullshit
(shit, what you talkin bout?)
We always worry bout what people think
And is half of it some bullshit
(shit, what you think?)
The world is full of bullshit
(shit, what you talkin bout?)
That world is full of bullshit
(shit, what you talkin bout?)
We always worry bout what people think
And is half of it some bullshit
(shit, 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
Shit is buggin me – but im strivin on pride
And its killin 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 drugs turned to issues when my homies got killed
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
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