Founder of Pain

[Intro: Salute] Word... king perfect.. Salute the Kid.. Wisemen, niggas We here, niggas... [Chorus: Kevlaar 7] In stages hunger comes faceless, Purple Haze One miss step my pagers aimless, I die ageless The movement need a facelift in these days when Death is where the days went and life climbs from the basement [Salute] I'm a comet, like the world eclipse I'm into ghetto chicks, drama queens, asses and hips Hard to move when you waken everyday to a ship Through the struggle old bitch, I just focus and lift My knuckles bleed, fingers feel they bitten by frost How can life be the price when the death is the cost? Hard to settle for a win without accepting the loss Only future to a pirate is becoming the boss But these are the days of our lives cause the world don't stop Fuck a bitch man, I married a block All I need is some rocks in the low-key spot Black hood fucker suit, best man be the Glock Cause niggas rocking suits fam is stiff in the box And I ain't going out like that for the Wisemen to watch I got two daughters to watch, two daughters to feed Plus my mind frame is crazy and I'm down for my team I'ma get it how I live it, while y'all pay homage If it's death, I ain't scared cause this life ain't promised Way ahead of my time like a premi' at birth With the keys to the lock of a permanent curse [Chorus] [Outro: Salute] Yeah, word up... Watch yourself... K7, nigga... Salute the Kid...