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allow me to explain how i became a jerk cuz words are my crane
alcohol turned me insane so now i'm berserk, i'm not proud of my pain
down on this earth i found what i'm worth
but i'll always remain underground like the dirt
cuz i change my album's hard work, plus i don't follow the fame
what's my problem, i hurt, i've bottled up my strengths
also doubtin my courage helps me fall down the ranks
well, my route has reversed, tell em all thanks
cuz i'm probably much worse than what you've encountered first
when i was takin my money straight out my banks
but i've got a hunger and a thirst which bubbles in my veins
and wants to emerge from my struggles obtained, hauntin since birth
i aint walkin away, i'm a hunter; i search and stalk upon my prey
i'm perched, watchin the lane, if you're in the outskirts
don't talk about my name, you're bound to get hurt
since i'm an expert, it ougghta be arranged