Luyện nghe bài hát Mental Exorcism (Alternate Version)

Dope sold on the cut make our hands
Fuck broke it an option, penitentiary
Or the grave is the only way we back
Do our time A.T.W then crawl
To them streets where we come from life
Look alive know niggas better walk
Real with it quick finger gun play
I only know how to deal these niggas one way
And someday I swear to God change that
But I can't 'cause them evil demons came
And when I'm high y'all I can't
What it feels like I could die and just end the pain
'Cause mane been a loyal dude and you can trust that
But versus greed equals fuck that
I need to talk but ain't no one to listen
inside a mental exorcism
And

Sometimes I close my eyes to hide from the pain
Things in my past are catching up fast, living against the grain
Just one time I wanna clear my mind, the silence seems so
If I I would fly away and live my life beyond the grey cloud

I woke up from a dream feeling all
Prayed for days ahead but what was y'all doing
Lost, stuck in a stand waiting for a hand out
Hustling for tennis shoe paper never out
My sister got my grandmother stressing
'Cause she's only 17 and already pregnant
Another segment of them soap operas
Bg's is tripping ain't nothing left to them
Uncle in jail daddy dead and their
Can't teach them how to be men, up being followers
The streets swallow them then overpower them
Then off to the pen the old heads devour them
Crash tested a high volume
God can judge but y'all niggas is comical
90 percent of our off in prison
Prescription for my exorcism
And

Sometimes I close my eyes to hide from the pain
in my past are catching up fast, living life against the grain
Just one time I wanna clear my mind, the silence seems so
If I could I would fly away and live my beyond the grey cloud

kid killed in cold blood, a mother's heart broke
Family crying on the first few my spoke
Hurtful words I never dare speak
In the house of the lord still I'm in the devils
I don't wanna hear the preacher preach, shit a lie
Plus he knowing how that be, but who am I
To judge a man I see him try
FOX tried to justify him
And no way that you can clarify
In cold blood our lil' homies
sign of the times but it's terrifying
That you could kill us off have us in chalk
Get arrested go to go to court and get the fuck off
shit is fucked off we worried about the money lost
While the about to light another cross
I ain't it, I speak from intuition
It's also my mental exorcism
And

Sometimes I close my eyes trying to hide the pain
Things in my are catching up fast, living life against the grain
one time I wanna clear my mind, the silence seems so loud
If I I would fly away and live my life beyond the grey cloud