Tribal Hybridz
Bluelighter
i just wanna write about whats on my mind.
gettin lost in winter,money,music and time.
tryin to fight the edge off this prescription bliss,
and lettin go of that love,felt in your kiss.
droppin lines just to free a locked thought,
takin everything owed and regrettin what i bought.
where is every dream i want to be now,
how,do i make it without a hustle?
i hate thieves but i aquire what i need,
i hate greed,hope i dont need it just cuz i got kids to feed.
unless i unload the stress,
i am tangled in a broke mess.
and the smoke i toke only makes me confess,
that im losin a race in a game i disgrace.
now its time,these cowards i must face,
i gotta drop them before i become the waste.
And another thing,Fuck the IPD,
they cant handle the fact were underground and freed.
Free..but politically under fire,
when dancin socially is our only desire.
and i admire the soldiers ridin w/me.
i just hope we win so the next generation can see.
and they can create their own crazy style,
mix their own beats and walk their own mile.
disreguard the denial for the partykid smile.
*And a dark day makes me wanna let myself drift away,
watchin my cuts heal into scares,
reminiscin the moments i was trapped behind bars.
how far will i go,
how high will i get..
will i live a life of crime or stay legit.
i lost my girl,my cash and my car,
but fuck it, this aint no country song.
this is for everyone oppresed because of their bong.
but we know the truth, weve known all along,
i just hope we dont die dead fuckin wrong.
now its all about red or blue,
talkin shit and provin your true.
where to go, where youve been.
let God forgive you or live a life of sin.
So, is this where i end,
or where i must begin?
gettin lost in winter,money,music and time.
tryin to fight the edge off this prescription bliss,
and lettin go of that love,felt in your kiss.
droppin lines just to free a locked thought,
takin everything owed and regrettin what i bought.
where is every dream i want to be now,
how,do i make it without a hustle?
i hate thieves but i aquire what i need,
i hate greed,hope i dont need it just cuz i got kids to feed.
unless i unload the stress,
i am tangled in a broke mess.
and the smoke i toke only makes me confess,
that im losin a race in a game i disgrace.
now its time,these cowards i must face,
i gotta drop them before i become the waste.
And another thing,Fuck the IPD,
they cant handle the fact were underground and freed.
Free..but politically under fire,
when dancin socially is our only desire.
and i admire the soldiers ridin w/me.
i just hope we win so the next generation can see.
and they can create their own crazy style,
mix their own beats and walk their own mile.
disreguard the denial for the partykid smile.
*And a dark day makes me wanna let myself drift away,
watchin my cuts heal into scares,
reminiscin the moments i was trapped behind bars.
how far will i go,
how high will i get..
will i live a life of crime or stay legit.
i lost my girl,my cash and my car,
but fuck it, this aint no country song.
this is for everyone oppresed because of their bong.
but we know the truth, weve known all along,
i just hope we dont die dead fuckin wrong.
now its all about red or blue,
talkin shit and provin your true.
where to go, where youve been.
let God forgive you or live a life of sin.
So, is this where i end,
or where i must begin?
