Intro (Walk In Da Park)

[Verse 1] Looking at my troubled life Thinking that the grass looks greener on the other side And God knows that my mother tried With me myself Hollowman, and my brother Grind And I'm thinking 'bout the gutter times Peanut butter jam, one bread, and a butter knife That's no fucking lie Lost Big Lee, and I felt like my brother died Some would say I'm a lucky guy I'm 26 they thought I wouldn't make it to 25 And I know niggas hate, I'm a heavy guy But if they wanna snake me I'll take it to any heights Take me on any ride Got a full clip, there's no space in my semi nine And I'm impatient and very hyped Putting them to sleep, motherfuckers say your beddy byes And I'm racing to better my life, fam I set a time I ain't talking 'bout the bass with the treble type Fam I'm talking 'bout the base that you pebble grind God, don't forsake me for getting mine 'cos I know I'm doing great in the devil's eyes This is blatantly petty crime Throw me down a contract, let me get it signed [Hook] x2 I'm caught up where the fat black hammers out Pecknam, black bandana town Slap that banger round Clap that faggot down [Verse 2] The pain in my head says that my life's messed I ain't far from my death bed Blade says as I lay down on my bedspread Pestered by my lifestyle and my friend's deaths Feds locked everyone down, got no friends left Carlton I had a breakdown from your twen' stretch My end said nigga slow down from my head stress I said yes, never slowed now need my head checked Think back to the playground, only ten then Ten years later spraying rounds on your end's set I then kept hearing loose talks, couple sent threats My friends crept on the said pest soon as Spend said The real shit that I lay down shows my end's rep The deep shit that I write down shows my pen's depth Wanna take it to the next step I'm a street sweeper, get your ends swept The feds dressed in the plain clothes where my set rests The next step's to get some info, where the tek's kept My best bet is to lay low so I rested My head's wet 'cos the hydro got molested Promoters on the fed's dick Went and banned me from the show, they're against it But I sensed it, fucker showed the roads where my strength is Made a new flow and I went sick Nigga fuck the five-oh, little bent pricks Bunch of fucking homos, and your stench whiffs And the haters rolling round in their rent whips Rolled up on me and I sent six You won't see me on some fence shit Niggas know I'm straight 'nam when my strength kicks And my ends is coming out of every other end's lips I'm in every mouth like a dentist [Hook] x2