Verse
1
I
cant
take
anymore
I'm
feelin
depressed
And
I
feel
this
stress
inside
my
chest
Its
gonna
explode
I
gotta
load
of
shit
on
my
mind
Im
tryne
to
find
The
answers
to
the
things
I
need
to
succeed
or
survive
Im
tryin
strive
But
I
wonder
why
Its
oh
so
rough,
I
gotta
see
defeat
and
times
are
tough
And
I
dont
want
him
to
see
his
daddy
gettin
takin
away
in
hand
coughs
It's
all
this
stuff,
you
city
kids
they
keep
it
real
But
not
keepin
it
real,
is
talkin
shit
and
packin
steel
Whats
the
deal?
Thats
how
you
represent?
not
me
I
keep
it
real
wit
my
family
and
I
take
responsibility
But
I
can
understand
why
niggas
buck
Cuz
its
a
fucked
up
world,
but
what
if
your
stray
bullet
ever
hits
a
little
girl
I
think
about
this
shit
as
years
go
by
like
minutes
I
know
it's
bad
now,
but
it's
only
the
beginning
Media
tells
me
its
better,
but
I
see
its
gettin
worse
I
wanna
ride
around
in
limos,
but
Im
headin
for
a
hearse
Suicide
is
my
mind
and
at
times
I
think
it's
over
I
dont
trust
no
one
so
Im
on
point
just
like
a
cobra
Even
if
I
know
ya
I
dont
trust
ya
cuz
I
cant
You
give
ya
soul
to
people
and
they
just
take
advantage
(xx)Chorus
Can't
take
no
more
Verse
2
Negative
vibes
vibrate
through
my
speaker
See
the
way
I
rhyme
I
should
be
sayin
somethin
deeper
My
tape
that
gets
possessed
by
evil
demons
actin
ill
Teachin
kids
how
to
rob,
carry
guns,
sell
drugs,
and
kill
A
real
artist,
kick
soul
from
the
heart
Does
art
imitate
life,
or
does
my
life
imitate
art
If
it's
a
part
of
your
life
express
it,
but
don't
glamorize,
This
influence
on
young
minds
wanna
do
the
shit
I
rhyme
Now
that
I'ma
parent
its
apparent
I
should
recognize
Negative
effects
this
music
has
in
my
childs
eyes
I
apologize
to
my
family
and
pride
And
all
the
young
teens
I
left
emotionally
scarred
I
can't
take
no
more
of
the
guilty
paranoia
Never
be
a
doctor,
or
a
cop
or
not
a
lawyer
The
only
thing
I
got
in
this
world
is
makin
music
I'd
rather
rap
about
abusive
shit
than
go
and
do
it
But
at
the
same
time
i
write
lines
when
I
write
these
rhymes
Im
a
grown
man
and
a
father
am
I
wastin
my
time
Should
I
just
stop
and
maybe
change
my
flow
I
dont
know,
Im
at
a
crossroad
I
gotta
choose
where
to
go
I
aint
the
man
I
was
when
I
started
this
shit
Alot
this
shit,
I
see
means
the
harder
I
spit
But
since
then
I
got
a
son
who
looks
up
to
me
The
image
that
Im
givin
man
it
kinda
fucks
with
me
Torn
between
a
gimmick
and
respect
from
my
seed
Well
there
aint
no
competition
I
aint
driven
by
greed
So
this
is
it,
all
the
horror,
the
violence,
the
gore
I
leave
it
behind
I
can't
take
it
no
more
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