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letra de broken hope - kraze emcee

[intro: shiloh dynasty]
tell me why i’m waiting for someone
that couldn’t give a f-ck about me
no, you wouldn’t
f-ck this, some of you c-nts haven’t even seen these streets true colours
this sh-t tears souls apart, families apart
and you’re still trying to act like it’s gangsta

(verse 1: kraze emcee)
couldn’t predict my future, couldn’t predict how my life would go
fifteen, packed it up on my own
fifteen, misplacing the road
taste of the boot, had to run to my bro
who was breaking my bones i was out on my own
smoking dope, what i’ve chosen to cope i was roaming alone
cold bedding construction homes
paranoid sleeping, if i was dreaming a blades to my throat
but the time ain’t healing the brokers of homes
but if i get rich off these suicide notes
i’ma bring it to the family like who arrived home
but this ain’t no life, no life, it’s a psycho
see no joker, that’s doing up my flow
it’s hurting my mum, couldn’t push like cold
my eyes just hurt when they’re open and close
just hope that my notes have the dopest of flows
but the drug broke most of my closest of bros
wish i took a simpler route
looked to my bro, we’re so similar now
psych ward, you don’t want no visitors now
now you left this world, who’s the prisoner now
(verse 2: kraze emcee)
now i’m stuck in a trap while i’m spitting this out
it was all fun and games, we were p-ssing about
now we grown up quick while i listen and doubt
terrorized by my head as i wriggle about
can’t get to sleep, it’s a mystery now
and i still have a few months i take to the grave
and i still got demons, i’m hating to face
and emotion of thoughts and i’m sailing away
hard emotions again tell myself then i’m sane but i’m getting faded again
till they’re making away mistakes that i made
i forever look down at the name that is inked in my veins
i just miss my bro, but it’s already late
but i know he looks down, and he’s mad at my traits
it’s a story relived in my head. i’m just glad that i changed
like, what does it take to be brought to this place
in my brain, with the only escape is the strain of the haze
but my mind breaks off into fractions of sp-ce and the pieces will crack ’cause i’m back to his place
got me acting this way
it’s distracting my face from the fate that i made
each day that i wake up a protractor and ways
it’s going round circles and back into the game
hope the bars from my brain leave a mark and a stain
halloween mike myers am i hardly to blame
spraying art with a mate, with a shirt as a mask on my face
playing games with the haze, it’s the path that i made
it’s an endless chase, trying to end this pain
switch trains on the right track, missing the sesh
but my brain still trapped when i’m sitting in bed
been sitting in shed had my life eyes glistening red
got a dream and it’s lost had the noose around my neck
cause this sh-t don’t change never needed a friend
still wishing i’d wake up dead cause this is the end
nah
but i’m burning can’t pick up the piece concerning
painstaking lungs of assault and the air keep turning
had to get away to a mates place
stress getting to my head to keep strains burning
can’t show love to the fake ones emerging to keep working
can’t show but it’s hurting

- kraze emcee

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