Coke & Cowards

The pussy ain't prepared The bitch better run cause I know he mad scared Cause the bullet got caught up in the chamber And he tryna uncock it but I pull the Sig out Let the bullets start flying This is your demise Let the bitch boy cry let him pray for his life But I ain't in a mood to be actin real nice So goodbye to your life, boy it's unfortunate That you scammed the wrong guy I'm a military man in the streets Always packin heat, got a sawed off under the seat And a pair of 40's and my coke stash in the back seat Got that fishscale it's clean as can be Never undermine the accomplishments that I've achieved Got a graduate degree but I hustle in the streets Gotta feed myself and I don't work for anybody else But that's just a necessity for me Show me how to let go how to unwind Sick and tired of the bullshit all of the time As far as disorders I am type II bipolar And the meds keep me sane But my brain ain't authentic so it's time for a change Living life on the edge I wanna step forward but I'm scared of the horror If I step back and all the people lookin at the tower Start laughin at my cowardice All I've got is pain I'm fuckin insane All I've got is motherfucking pain All I've got is pain I'm fuckin insane All I've got is motherfucking pain I think that I'm insane Yo fuck you I was born in the fire When I die I'm going back I'm tired Of tryin' To appease all the leaches So divide em up And divey up the pieces Keep your teeth as a reminder Yuh Have I gone too far? Nuh Fuck that I don't think I've gone far enough Pull the trigga, my hand So mechanical Thoughts on My mind So fanatical Yuh yuh So fanatical Yuh yuh so fanatical Thoughts on mind So fanatical Bout to bite down like motherfuckin cannibal I, I I can't let it go Nah No really though I'm out of my mind And your bloods the fuckin' antidote