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[Verse 1] It's hard to breathe and hard to run when ya lungs blacken Coughing up blood, like, what the fuck happened? Raising my risk of cancer's the answer homie But after drinking something, it's nothing, like puffing a bogey Now I could blame the same product placement in movies, all the commericals of Scarface in a jacuzi But now I'm living it Damn, I should have never took that first cigarette I fucked up like your girl was riding on top of me I shoulda took it to trial, I never got to plea But this ain't a Christian nation, motherfucker please America never taught me to turn the other cheek Cos I'm from Harlem, the north of Manhattan We knock niggas out and make them bounce like Ricky Hatton But wilding on the corner got me turned back from the Canadian border I knew she was a virgin, when I first met her Rocking stockings popping out of the Catholic school sweater (?) Mom told her she could do better than a criminal 17 year old pyschotic trying to be lyrical I never meant to break her heart or fuck up her life But I was careless, instead of treating her right I seen her again at some club stripping and wondered if I could have made her life different [Verse 2] I joined the army looking for money to go to college But they ain't paid me a quarter of what they fucking promised Extending my tour, treating me like a sucker That's the reason officers get fragged, motherfucker Don't give me speeches on how you respect and you love me But no body armour and a lightly armoured humvee? My family's lonely and you want me to re-enlist for 30 grand homie? No Yeaah, when I was young, I got signed to a record label The deal looked so good when it was on the table They paid for my cable, cribs, cars and jewellery The studios, the women, there's nothing they wouldn't do for me Except stop screwing me and publishing my royalties How the fuck are you dog when there's no loyalty? Word to the street, I should have gone independent like Immortal Technique [Verse 3] Some people learn from mistakes and don't repeat them Others try to block the memories and just delete them But I keep them as a reminder, they're not killing me And I thank god for teaching me humility Son, remember, when you fight to be free See things how they are and not how you'd like them to be Cos even when the world has fallen on top of me Pessimism is an emotion, not a philosophy Knowing what's wrong doesn't imply that you're right And it's another one you suffered to apply in life (?) And I'm no rookie And I'm never gonna make the same mistake twice, pussy |
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