Lyrics
This is my life
Cold blood
No words I guess
My conscious is dead
Let em try
Let em try to understand
Let me try
I know that the time is paused and yeh I’m gonna sin again
So let my time stay stoned and let me begin again
Second skin to every bullet yeh I been my homey’s vest
Still climatic, illmatic, I can still eat barrel bombs not made for my chest
They say some shiver for others, some die as they do
Some shine for others and some never make it thru
They wanna get high, let them know that I’m was born high
So I’m living high now, let them know that I’ma die high
Cold blood but hell it boils by a stoke pipe
Holding on in my block selling bricks when I play fife
Killing lungs by the puff of an ordinary smoke
Snowing outside and hemp keeping me stoke
Living on with the angels that god sent
My demons just shattered my heart
Why I’m thinking about the present
When my future just took a fucking head shot
Some set my mind free and my mind’s free at last
So much doped that I don’t even get high from the fucking stash
Standing on a panoramic sight thinking about my life
It’s made for a moment of cold buzz before the strife
I picture my last days feeling low and grim
Loved ones aspirated in me while my life is on the brim
I’m breathing slow trying to live a little longer
Trying to linger around for dissin some more bonkers
Words to the birds, they spit bullshit to pay their dues
Rhyme with no mind, their pinky hit’s ain’t loose
In my heart I’m a writer but in my mind I’m a fighter
But some keep waiting to shoot my shit like a fucking frightener
My shots, they storm like punch line that over flows
Bends like Beckham’s, aims with rage that over snows
My mind may be still but hell it keeps its focus on the things it deals
You had me be a clown once, think twice and you’ll know how G kills
I’m never scared cause I’m lifted high when I get high in my zone
If you aim for my mouth, I’m ma bite metal off your chrome
I do have beliefs but I put my beliefs in your god
So let him judge me, let’s see if he tries it that hard
They thought about it to be another love note
This is close to hell again, seems over doped
I can’t deny that my conscious is broke
I play breath holes but never ask me why I don’t choke
I’m telling you that I’m lyrically fine tuned
Pay attention to my shit in case if I die soon
Everyone says that I’m a poet the way I spit
Put a deeper thought here cause my mind’s a pyramid
None’s a poet without the sixth sense
Arms can be cuffed but mind’s bound by no fence
Life’s a gamble and we all search for the magic dice
We live once, we love once yet we die twice
They say life is a book of death; it’s just hard to close
When one comes, the other one goes
When one beats, the other one follows
Yeh nigga one bleeds, another one hollows
People you grew up with are lying in a coffin
You learn and you grow, mistakes come quiet often
If I’m burning then you know that it’s hotter than June
I have talks with the demons and they be calling me soon
This is my life
Cold blood
No words I guess
My conscious is dead
Let em try
Let em try to understand
Let me try
I know that the time is paused and yeh I’m gonna sin again
So let my time stay stoned and let me begin again
Second skin to every bullet yeh I been my homey’s vest
Still climatic, illmatic, I can still eat barrel bombs not made for my chest
They say some shiver for others, some die as they do
Some shine for others and some never make it thru
They wanna get high, let them know that I’m was born high
So I’m living high now, let them know that I’ma die high
Cold blood but hell it boils by a stoke pipe
Holding on in my block selling bricks when I play fife
Killing lungs by the puff of an ordinary smoke
Snowing outside and hemp keeping me stoke
Living on with the angels that god sent
My demons just shattered my heart
Why I’m thinking about the present
When my future just took a fucking head shot
Some set my mind free and my mind’s free at last
So much doped that I don’t even get high from the fucking stash
Standing on a panoramic sight thinking about my life
It’s made for a moment of cold buzz before the strife
I picture my last days feeling low and grim
Loved ones aspirated in me while my life is on the brim
I’m breathing slow trying to live a little longer
Trying to linger around for dissin some more bonkers
Words to the birds, they spit bullshit to pay their dues
Rhyme with no mind, their pinky hit’s ain’t loose
In my heart I’m a writer but in my mind I’m a fighter
But some keep waiting to shoot my shit like a fucking frightener
My shots, they storm like punch line that over flows
Bends like Beckham’s, aims with rage that over snows
My mind may be still but hell it keeps its focus on the things it deals
You had me be a clown once, think twice and you’ll know how G kills
I’m never scared cause I’m lifted high when I get high in my zone
If you aim for my mouth, I’m ma bite metal off your chrome
I do have beliefs but I put my beliefs in your god
So let him judge me, let’s see if he tries it that hard
They thought about it to be another love note
This is close to hell again, seems over doped
I can’t deny that my conscious is broke
I play breath holes but never ask me why I don’t choke
I’m telling you that I’m lyrically fine tuned
Pay attention to my shit in case if I die soon
Everyone says that I’m a poet the way I spit
Put a deeper thought here cause my mind’s a pyramid
None’s a poet without the sixth sense
Arms can be cuffed but mind’s bound by no fence
Life’s a gamble and we all search for the magic dice
We live once, we love once yet we die twice
They say life is a book of death; it’s just hard to close
When one comes, the other one goes
When one beats, the other one follows
Yeh nigga one bleeds, another one hollows
People you grew up with are lying in a coffin
You learn and you grow, mistakes come quiet often
If I’m burning then you know that it’s hotter than June
I have talks with the demons and they be calling me soon
