BK Made Me

(-Hook-) Guiding, a dream It's where, we always meet I'm guiding, a dream It's where, we alway meet (-Verse One-) Got dreams of ending this bitch, My life is miserable Make me end this shit, find my ass in critical No, My nightmares come frequent like they rituals But my words come swift, divine like the Pennicle See, that's why I rock my shades, so when I cry And my eyes are red, I can still hide my pain Then I step on stage and, crowd is in a rage and I make the first page and, my mission's complete But when I step off of stage, it's back to reality Problems still the same, and life's a fuckin' tragedy Thoughts still the same and, I still dream of dying and Taking some hard shit, to make me feel I'm flying and Wish I was told I was carried as low In this cold fuckin' world, I wanna fuckin' explode Guess it's time for me to depart, know it sounds strange But I served my purpose, and I made my mark Cause... (-Repeat Hook-) (-Verse Two-) As long as the streets know it's a classic Fluck all y'all envious bastards I'm thorough when I'm, reppin' my borough nigga Know tell me who could fuck wit', y'all put y'all money it I make examples out of bitches, y'all don't really want it Since Ill Na Na, I've been going through drama And I get on my knees And I thank, God for my momma Since a youngin I been knowin', I be forever flowin' Back in the lab biatch, back in my zone No, thou shall not fuck with F to the Izz O Bullshit aside, I got y'all rappers by a lanslide Pardon me, I'm not your average, I'm a savage When it come to this game, I'm as ill as my name So Gav and Ant brought me back, I was sick of this rap Sick of the fame, sick of niggas hauling my name No, I can't quit I'm as real as they get Yes, back on the scene Still reps no press Cause... (-Repeat Hook-) (-Verse 3-) Death before dishonor Born alone, die alone My crew think I'm 7, bought a plane so I could fly alone No security, got the nine through the stallion Run through Louie, when I wanna get my style on Body something, get the chair and I'll fry alone The skylarking, six be moonwalking No, who keeps a floss game like Fox and Pretty In Kennedy with twenty Louie's like Akeim and Simmi No, nobody grinning, don't take it as rude I was a little too gangsta for the Moulin Rouge Cause... (-Repeat Hook Until End-)