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letra de b.c there was mann - i-khan

we were born to live it up that’s real enough
i used to hate the rain until i seen a bum use it to fill his cup
swear this ink turns into blood whenever i spill my guts
just pour liquor on my grave when im dust and get my spirit drunk
f-ck marriages f-ck baby carriages nothin last forever fam no wonder
why my parents split i rather be paralyzed then believe your pair of lies
forever blind my heart is like that treasure chest youll never find
im wakin up in cold sweats cause my f-ckin souls stressed
so vexed with no checks a broke f-ck im no less
my mind is older then a pharaohs golden pen
been writing in this room so long i swear these walls are closing in
my people still trippin the evil still sit in my soul and i dont know
how to deal with them its a real feeling when you break it
the demons screaming for my life and sh-t i might take it but

(chorus)
i see you in my dreams i still see you in my dreams
trying to be the man just to save you from the scene
if my life was in your hands would you do the same for me ?
i see you in my dreams i can still see you in my dreams
if my life was in your hands would you do the same for me ?

we got demons its up to us to keep em’
im steamin the grim reaper reach em’ with his legion
im existent but my soul is distant
the sky is my prison just cause your alive doesn’t mean your livin
life’s a wh0r- so i filled divorce cause the stupid f-cking b-tch don’t make me smile no more
ugh the worlds abrupt and these girls are some sl-ts
you want my heart? f-ck, i rather trust a squirrel with my nuts
i used to pray but id never get it so i took what i wanted a prayed for forgiveness
money talks mind ur business cause mine is senseless/cents-less
im climbin fences tryna find he entrance to the highway to heaven time is precious
i ran with children that were bandits in abandon buildin’s
with stranded feelings stealin vans playing the villain
if im k!lled then i won’t be far away
sh-t, ill hear your footsteps when you walk across my grave

iv have had enough of it f-ck this sh-t im done with it
my punishment is living im livin to lift a ton of bricks
drunk and p-ssed haggard face i need to be doctored
sh-t im so self conscious im socially awkward
hopin we prosper still broke when i home
all i have is a pack of jacks and some headphones
called god and the dead tone leave me left lone
unless you want a tec blown through your neck bone
i slapped the devil till my skin red
and his chin bled my thin bread can’t afford a twin bed
the sin spread when the tin shed i been dead
smokin big red ima pin head not sure what im livin for
who am i spittin for ? thought by 21 i be rippin tours and stickin wh0r-s
but im just here sittin bored contemplating suicide on the kitchen floor

but i can still see you in my dreams

- i khan

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