private universe Where we come first Has the telescope reversed If this is wasted space We should have more to show For every choice we've made Than
stake This freewill is fake Are we dying for their lies or their mistakes? We will take back what you stole A thousand years of learning And our fragile orphan souls
Take this burning home Our blood runs hot But our hearts are cold These blackened skies and poison seas Stain our souls Yet our hands are clean Is this
It's not enough that our flesh Feeds half their hunger These shackles and chains Keep changing their names But we're still their slaves If only these walls were made
jail I coulda died free and happy And my cellmate's raped on the norm And passed around the dorm, you can hear his asshole gettin torn They made me an
Chorus From the cradle to the grave, life ain't never been easy Living in the ghetto. From the cradle to the grave, I'm glad to say I made it this far
in no history book You ready to rap motherfucker? You ready to sell your soul? hahaha The rap game will fuck you up [Swifty McVay] I'ma disrupted nigga, you made
to place selling myself short looked right in the mirror faced down all my fears I WILL RISE ABOVE the endless thouhts have fed thy sleepless night repeated almost made
take control Kill and destroy Break out of their illusion They made you blind and took your soul A shadow with an unseen hand, they're ruling Just like a self
St. Clair Bone runnin' back to Mo', and that's Cleveland, Cleveland You know we thuggin' and theivin', theivin' If somebody got beef, we got millions done made
on with my broken heart and my absent God. And I have no faith but it's all I want to be loved and believe in my soul, in my soul, in my so-o-o-oul.
Cholos His mama cried "My beautiful boy is dead" In the hills the self-made men just sighed and shook their heads This is a prayer for the souls of the
one long day But I?m alive and I?m feelin? all right Well I run that hard road outta hearbreak city Built a roadside carnival out of hurt and self-
in Self made man, noone helped or gave a hand (nope) Livin month to month, I worked for months to pay the rent So now I take the reigns, I major, I major made
and soul right on your sleeve Laughing sarcastically You turned your back on the people who adored you Self-absorbed exhaustion Self-esteem distortion Self-infused extortion Self
was hopelessly drowning in vain? Where would our self pity run? Suddenly everyone cares. Blood...Heal me Fear...Change me Belief will always save me Blood...Swearing Fear...Staring Conviction made
soul for this rap game i aint diggin no hole for this rap game and im telling you no this it happening this rap game this rap game i aint selling my soul
