Verse one : ROGER KUE
I'm at a cross-road without a cross to hold
Crossing fingers crossing toes, Chris-crossing thoughts
In between a cross fire and a fire in the hole,
OH what's cost when friends cross to foe?
OH what's the cost when you cross your own soul?
OH is this the cost for achieving some goals?
OH I'm at a lost trying to stay in control
I'm crossing my T's I'm dotting my I's
I gotta believe that tomorrow never dies
As the cries of sorrow vibes with these hungry eye's
I'm hunger fire flies for the limits in the sky
Minutes I give it so my years can't be deny
FATHER forgive for your fears I did not buy
So call it intuition or the kid who didn't listen
I'm in the kitchen looking for a pot to piss in
Full filling my FAITH like the mission of a Christian
Verse two: ROGER KUE
From rehab to relapse and relapses to the rehab
I'm back and forth and forth and back Trap in my own acts,..
of an addict trying to say goodbye to my broken past
Choking on hopes, hoping to out fast those tracks
Kodak moments flashing back as snaps good and evil clash
Clickety-clack, repress memories in act
Mentally out of wack, Black outs from the cognac
My mind mass on blast, the devils out his shack
So watch as I crash and burn or crash to learn
The facts of my life from the tavern to the urn
Patterns of a stubborn drunk who needs to make a turn
Please GOD be firm as I try to make this turn
Try to make to turn to turn mistake into earn
The modern man baking churning iron in to gold
The iron man racing, just do it in my soul
Just do it how I know, just do it as I go.
Verse three: CHOYCE
I'm not the son that you want me to be
Comparing me to other son's with engineering degree
You say it ain't SO, if I ever succeed
I must not be a part of you breed, I know
It's the stress indeed, the anger and frustration
The wanting of your child to be better than you place in
Conditions you was facing. One mature when they realize
The sacrifice they parents made for them to survive
I gave up all my luxary, the tendency to never ask for currency
Instead I gave em half my check cause I feel like I'm in debt
Knowing that I fall the step, to your expectations
It's the genocide, the pain, the suffering, the gains
The struggle and the lost, the will becomes a mean
If I justify the cause, my back against the wall
I'm at war against my self, she place her hands
On my shoulder and says.
HOPEFULLY you enjoy
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lilojay94 1 year ago
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therealneon 1 year ago
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DPHUNKmusic 1 year ago
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Roger Kue
DPHUNKmusic 1 year ago