Inner city strugglin' motherfuckin' rat Condemned pressure that explodes in your face Another neighborhood destroyed by the drug deal Stakin' a claim on an that is real
Pay the mob's price for own protection Half a guy makes the wrong connections Flooding our with your wanna be bullshit Who whacks who, don't matter who hit
The space between the death of our is so close This it was neglect, our boy died of an overdose Last month a a typical story That's just the way it goes in a failed
No hope, just and your chances are slim To grow up and get out you're already in The vacuum of the so powerful Suckin' you in it, drains mind by the hour fool
Still smokin' dippers our are all dusted Slave to a bottle of juice disgusted you see the neighborhood's a black hole And the odds are that never grow old
Young guns runnin' on a get ahead quick tip your pretty ass crimes, you're on a blind road trip Day to day death wish we all carry to your suicide
An epitaph from your failed An epitaph from failed territory An epitaph from failed territory An epitaph your failed territory
up, break out An from your own self doubt Wake up, out
up, break out An epitaph from own self doubt Wake up, out
You call yourself a part of the avenue Living here doesn't much else to do But get into beef, each other's back Kid of eighteen his skull with a bat
Always changin' with the trends a fuckin' chameleon You should live for yourself 'cause you're one in a A rebel you weren't born into wealth But the only thing holdin' you down is
On the road we get the calls breakin' our hearts When they find someone we love in the of a car you can do just another sad story An epitaph from your failed
An from your failed territory An epitaph your failed territory
An epitaph your failed territory An epitaph from your failed An epitaph from your territory An epitaph from your failed