Tied To The Whipping Post

(I feel like I'm dying)

I sit alone in this four cornered room

Houses are graves for the living let this dope spot be my tomb

You can have my soul I don't need it where I'm going

You can't look me in my face when my scars are showing

I can't sweat through these scars

I can't feel the wind blow

You never get used to not feeling you just know you’re not like them so

I feel like every friend I would die for has died for me

And I'm left here alone lost walking in the streets

And I've seen women deteriorate and men do the same

Before I knew it I had changed and I ain't goin back there again

Things are moving so fast

For what its worth I apologize I've spilled blood on God's earth

Father please forgive me I was born in a city where if you wanna be somebody you gotta kill somebody, and claim the body

Father please forgive me I was born in a city where if you wanna be somebody you gotta kill somebody, and claim the body

(I feel like I'm dying)

Half the time I'm high

Half an ounce every half a day

Smoke half of my mind

Ambition and time away

Wonder if I'm gonna find my place with God I lay down I pray

Daddy was a motherfuckin lie when the nigga said that crime don't pay

The police know my fuckin face

Just raided tore up my place

My bitch stay faded on coke and pills I don't really trust shit she say

Can't trust my homies either might kill me for a piece of weight

Heard they been checkin my connections I'm gonna have to go see Jose

I heard you put them keys away

To the side for me, got the pies for me

Got a cold young nigga that’ll ride for me

I wrap a brick and he dry it for me

I gotta get to work he do kitchen work

So just cook it up and let it dry for me

Gave a bitch a block she just sniffed a lot and its fire for me

Gon die for me

God damn

(I feel like I'm dying)

Artistic bravery they say to get it you gotta risk it

I risked my life everyday why wouldn't I risk this petty shit?

Huh?

Don’t make me take aim again

I miss my dead friends, but I don't miss men

So when my gun raises up

Remember mamma couldn’t raise me so you’ll be a dead fuck

And pardon it

The man with the skin with all the scars in it

My soul, my city's hardened it

My heart I don't know where it went

All I know if there's a war in my head

My eyes don't close when I lay in my bed

Wish I could give my sister all the strength I posses and let the heroin kill me instead

You see my grandmother was murdered

My mother used her gun

This killing is in my blood its best I don't make a son

I'm in the mirror tryin to find my father in my face so I can shoot myself right in that very place

(I feel like I'm dying)