Misery

I'm telling u it's no joke

u wake up in the morning

wearing the same damn shirt,

You make yo way to school

while u talking to the dirt,

u barely hold yo bag,

U sick n tired

of people laughing up

while the fundz

of other kids is stacking up,

I'm cracking up,

I really wanna cry,

I always fail the course,

I gotta make the test

while my parents get divorced,

It's not my fault

I really wanted

something else for me,

I see,

I know that I was cursed,

I'm very much aware t

hat I'm really not the first

And certainly not the worst,

Why did I see my mom

walking all the way to work,

12 hours a day

and it's never quite enough,

this lifestyle,

I guess it's really tough,

Especially

when I was bussin up,

I'm sorry mom

I cause you all this stress,

More or less

I'm gonna get you

with a dress

I promise u I'll make it;

rapping, working

or back on the street

I swear to take it

Chorus:

Day and night,

it feels I'm meant to be

How long will it take,

for me

to make it outta misery,

I'm sick of being broke

with all

these people dissing me,

I guess my destiny is

Bound and chained

to a life of misery

I can't escape the fact,

I'm jacked

My pain inside

will never be intact

in fact,

I think I'm gonna crack

And die in misery

Days are passing by,

now I'm running with the thugs,

they always showed me love,

Some dropped outta school

cuz we all

a bunch of educated fools,

We think we know it all,

I was about 14

but I didn't know the rules,

The only thing united us

was money-lacking.

Mama told me:

to do what I got to do

cuz life's a bitch.

I made a robbery

and I came back with the cuffs,

This shit is rough and rugged

so I turned out with the puffs.

I think that poverty

is the worst thing you can have.

No matter what they say you know

it's all about the cash.

You're using all yo health

to get a little bit of dough

and then you spend it all

to put you back in pieces

Most of us deprive,

Of everything

so we gotta use the tools

that we were given to survive,

But all of it beside:

everybody zgotta great heart

if you take it from the start.

It's all about the way

we play our cards…

Chorus

Years gone by

this life is still

a muthafucking joke,

And I don't see

no mothafucking hope:

I'm muthafucking broke:

My criminal record is going up,

The land of opportunity

is flushed down the drain,

I'm stuck up in this game,

Growing up without a nickel

is a fucking shame,

The wound is internal

and the bleeding is eternal,

It's really like

I'm never gonna see

the end of the tunnel,

and the streets are infernal,

I really did the best

I could to make it right,

Walking all alone

in the middle of the night.

I gotta do the best

with what I own,

and even though I'm grown,

I gotta scan

and focus in my zone.

And I don't wanna deal

Every time I think about it,

I get the fucking chills,

Cuz you can start with weed

and you finish with the pills,

If you don't pay on time,

it can end up with a kill,

No matter what you

really gotta feel it

Chorus

Day and night,

it feels

I'm meant to be

Bound and chained

to a life of misery