Faded Portrait

Now whenever I’m feeling like Life, ain't dealing the right Cards, though I ain't fulfilled, I'm- Still, l'm still never stale or contrite Prevailed through strife Now my mind's in convalescence Still 9 times out of 10 Shit, I'm non compos mentis (Whoa) Stress and emotions shifting Coped with pop’s coke addiction My road to perdition Has stood the course that most predicted Those admissions ain't need a oath or no religion (Nope!) See, me and sanity ain't close but we co-existing Though… (Uh) I was raised by OG's in the streets & RZA beats That recipe & sitting in grief, released my inner beast Peep, these women'll creep, & snakes are diggin in deep Through the grass, I'm slipping’em then I behead’em & skin’em before being bitten and venom excretes I'm, reaching my imminent peak My only equivalents’ are legends resting in peace Seen rifles blasted, live from Flatbush, to find my passage I tried all tactics, read vital chapters Felt closer to the end, so I read the Bible backwards (Oh!) Them lights are flashing I sneak by’em, I don't write for the masses (No, no!) I'm nothing like you and I don't like you bastards Iconoclastic, mindset, yet even I'm distracted & enticed by that ice & cash Well who likes they life so average? (Me!) No! Nino's, e-go's, not affected by placebo I was infected by Pacino's perfected role of Carlito My city needs no hero, I'm heavent-sent no Tebow You can’t beat’em I'm the reason they invented them cheat codes (Uh)