Three Up, Three Down.. Still aint fucking around..

I thank God for my older brother.. he kicked my ass, he really made a nigga tougher.. I could kill a motherfucker, and be unphased.. even if it was to make the front page.. lived most of my life in rage, at a real early age.. they said I better change before I find myself in a cage.. look.. I was angry, Even Mary couldn’t tame me, wasn’t the same me, even Mickey couldn’t save me.. They said that I was crazy.. when I’d sit in the dark, I found peace in the shadows, while kids played at the park.. uh..they said I had some strange attributes, well I was numbing the pain with my mothers absolute. I use to draw, and it was very therapeutic, it that got me through the years before I started writing music.. I just wanted to fly.. and I hid behind the pills, just so I could get by.. some days I wanted to cry, others.. die, but I didn’t have it in me.. i was too pussy to try.. uh, i may not ever reach the sky, because i was never caught by the catcher in the rye..

Either let me fly, or give me death
Let my soul rest, take my breath
If I don't fly I'mma die anyway, I'mma live on
But I'll be gone any day
Either let me fly, or give me death
Let my soul rest, take my breath
If I don't fly I'mma die anyway, I'mma live on
But I'll be gone any day..

uh, Word to X, it was dark and hell is hot.. i stop believing in certain thing that i was taught.. i seen the world through my eyes, and it changed the way that I viewed it.. yo I started talking trash.. because my soul was so polluted.. yeah, I came up in a broken home, house full of niggas, but still I felt all alone... and I was told that One day, I’ll learn my lesson, but I was fighting motherfuckers and battling my depression.. knife to the neck of my mothers ex husband, I told the nigga he’d better split, before the blood starts gushing.. I was the man of the House.. and he wasn’t saying nothing. No job interviews, all he did was stay fronting.. nigga say something.. because I’m am my sister’s keeper. I chased him down Lincoln. He never came back neither.. and i know, what i did was kind of stupid, even though i spared his life, man the devil made me do it..

Either let me fly, or give me death
Let my soul rest, take my breath
If I don't fly I'mma die anyway, I'mma live on
But I'll be gone any day
Either let me fly, or give me death
Let my soul rest, take my breath
If I don't fly I'mma die anyway, I'mma live on
But I'll be gone any day..

So many nights of frustration, waiting on the 95, freezing at the bus station. now where im from, man these niggas are so grimy, i’ve always wondered why man, these niggas want try me.. i think we’re paying for the sins of our mother, im guessing this is why the devil wants to take us under.. me and my brothers, have our coping mechanisms, trying to free ourselves from demons like a fucking exorcism..yeah, and we trying to stay on track, and it hurt to see my brother with the monkey on his back.. its such a crippling affliction, would’t wish on my enemies, to suffer from addiction. lost faith in our religion, that i learned at st. rays.. i know Angelo probably feels the same way.. its like either let me fly or give me death, cause i don’t how much more that I can take or how much time i got left..

Either let me fly, or give me death
Let my soul rest, take my breath
If I don't fly I'mma die anyway, I'mma live on
But I'll be gone any day
Either let me fly, or give me death
Let my soul rest, take my breath
If I don't fly I'mma die anyway, I'mma live on
But I'll be gone any day..

give me death
take my breath
die anyway
But I'll be gone any day..
give me death
take my breath
die anyway
But I'll be gone any day..