make sure u manage how yur Times Spent
or u'll wonder where yur Mind Went
as they ponder what yur Rhymes Meant
u'll be battling just to Find Sense
this lack of trust will End No Score
it'll just put u in a Mental Ward
this has been all to Clear Lately
I think tha man in tha Mirrors Crazy
he always gives me this Psycho Stare
showing me hell like he Might Go There
personal demons I know how tha Devil Works
these are are conflicts one must Settle First
citizens don't pay attention to People Dying
u tell yurself not to worry but yur Egos Lying
it's all systematic if u count their Legal Ties In
they never counted on all of us Equals Spying
or a white boy on a mission to Live Free
I'll disregard tha propaganda they Give Me
many war stories Bare Ya Friends Screams
and it's all part of tha American Dream
like making Stray Posts untill tha Days Close
I don't have a Payroll how long will I Stay Broke
don't u know Hells Spirits they will not Dwell Here Kid
he won't even let himSelf Near It I know how to Sell Lyrics
living my Lifes Fun it's momentary choose tha Right One
no dying breed my Types Done it's raintime wait to tha Mic Comes