Some people tell me that I need help
Some people can fuck off and go to hell
God dam why they criticize me
Now shit is on the rise and my family despise me
Fuck em and feed em cuz I don't need em
I won't join em if I can beat em
They don't understand my logic
To my gat to my money and I'm hook on chronic.
I never wanted to hurt a nigga
Unless you come flexing that trigger
I'll dig ya that grave on the east side of town
Now your six feet underground
From man to the dust to the ashes
All I remember tell me where the cash is!
Click clack barrel at my dome
Give all your loot or you ain't going home
But I ain't going out on a bang
Wa dada dang wa dada da dang
(Hook)
I'm having illusions all this confusion's
Driving me mad inside
I'm having illusions all this confusion's
Fuckin me up in the mind.
Mother fuckas be driving me up the walls
Hoping that I fall but they can lick my balls
Straight jacket strap it
In the padded room where some punk niggas can't hack it
Distracted from all reality now I'm let out
On a minor technicality .... They all fucked up now
Cuz they let a nigga back on the street some how
I'm looking for some one like me
Living in my own world to my own degree
On the loose in the city looking at the ho with the titties
Looking at me and I feel shitty
A lil tensed up getting hot
Cuz she looks like my girl who got smoked at the crack spot
I'm trying to find ways to cope
But I ain't fuckin around with a gage or a rope.
(Hook)
I'm having illusions all this confusion's
Driving me mad inside
I'm having illusions all this confusion's
Fuckin me up in the mind.
Есть люди, твердящие, что мне помощь нужна.
Да пошли они на х*р, от них болит голова.
Черт побери, зачем они критикуют меня?
Проблем по горло, и презирает меня семья.
Да пошли они к черту, мне их не нужно.
Когда они рядом – в руках себя держать сложно.
Им не понять мои мысли:
Среди бабла, револьвера и алкоголя завис я.
Я ни кому никогда зла не причинил,
И ты был первым, кого сегодня я пристрелил.
Я закопал тебя в землю на восточной части.
Покойся с миром... и с болью отчасти:
Ты был человеком, вышел из праха и им опять стал.
"Отдай мне все деньги" – последнее, что ты сказал.
Щелк-щелк и пушка уперлась в мою башку:
"Гони все бабки или стрельну, я не шучу".
И до сих пор у меня болит голова.
Да-да-да, черт побери, да-да-да...
Я вижу видения, что все заблуждения
Сводят с ума внутри.
Я вижу видения, что все заблуждения
Насилуют мой мозг изнутри.
Те ублюдки выжимают из меня весь сок,
Надеются, что сдамся, но х*й им в рот!
Хотят одеть смирительную рубашку, застегнуть все ремни,
Бросить в комнату для буйных, из которой не уйти.
Хотят отвлечь меня от сущей реальности.
Опустим кое-какие формальности...
Но они обос***ись,
Я остался свободен, они все зря старались.
Пытаюсь найти кого-нибудь такого же как я,
Кто живет в своем мире, у кого дорога своя.
Гуляя по городу, я наткнулся на красивую девчонку.
Она взглянула на меня, и я увидел грязную душонку.
Она так хороша для своих малых лет,
Но я уверен в том, что она курит крэк.
Способ справиться с этим я пытаюсь найти,
Но у меня нет прибора, ловушки, петли.
Я вижу видения, что все заблуждения
Сводят с ума внутри.
Я вижу видения, что все заблуждения
Насилуют мой мозг изнутри. Some people tell me that I need help
Some people can fuck off and go to hell
God dam why they criticize me
Now shit is on the rise and my family despise me
Fuck em and feed em cuz I do not need em
I will not join em if I can beat em
They do not understand my logic
To my gat to my money and I'm hook on chronic.
I never wanted to hurt a nigga
Unless you come flexing that trigger
I'll dig ya that grave on the east side of town
Now your six feet underground
From man to the dust to the ashes
All I remember tell me where the cash is!
Click clack barrel at my dome
Give all your loot or you is not going home
But I is not going out on a bang
Wa dada dang wa dada da dang
(Hook)
I'm having illusions all this confusion's
Driving me mad inside
I'm having illusions all this confusion's
Fuckin me up in the mind.
Mother fuckas be driving me up the walls
I am hoping that I fall but they can lick my balls
Straight jacket strap it
In the padded room where some punk niggas can not hack it
Distracted from all reality now I'm let out
On a minor technicality .... They all fucked up now
Cuz they let a nigga back on the street some how
I'm looking for some one like me
Living in my own world to my own degree
On the loose in the city looking at the ho with the titties
Looking at me and I feel shitty
A lil tensed up getting hot
Cuz she looks like my girl who got smoked at the crack spot
I'm trying to find ways to cope
But I is not fuckin around with a gage or a rope.
(Hook)
I'm having illusions all this confusion's
Driving me mad inside
I'm having illusions all this confusion's
Fuckin me up in the mind.
There are people who say not that I need help.
Yes, they went to the x * p, they are a headache.
Damn it, why did they criticize me?
Problems at the throat, and despise me, family.
Yes, they went to hell, I do not need them.
When they are near - in the hands behave difficult.
They do not understand my thoughts:
Among the bubble, gun and alcohol dependent I am.
I'm not who never caused no harm,
And you were the first person I shot today.
I buried you in the ground on the eastern side.
Rest in peace ... and pain in part:
You were a man came out of the dust, and they again become.
& Quot; Give me all the money & quot; - The last thing you said.
Click-click and put her gun to my head off:
& Quot; Drive grandmother or all Strelna, I'm not joking & quot ;.
And until now, I have a headache.
Yes, yes, yes, hell yes, yes, yes ...
I see a vision that all errors
Crazy inside.
I see a vision that all errors
Rape inside my brain.
Those bastards squeeze all the juice out of me,
It is hoped that the surrender, but x * k in their mouths!
Want to put a straitjacket, fasten all belts,
Throw in a room for violent, from which no escape.
They want to distract me from the sheer reality.
Omit some formalities ...
But they obos *** vivo Recording,
I was free, they tried in vain.
I am trying to find someone such as I,
Who lives in his own world, who own the road.
Walking around the city, I came across a beautiful girl.
She looked at me and I saw the dirty little soul.
She's so good for their young age,
But I am sure that she smokes crack.
Way to handle this, I'm trying to find,
But I have no instrument, traps, loops.
I see a vision that all errors
Crazy inside.
I see a vision that all errors
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