-Why did my life have to be this way?-

Look at this ugly mother fucker in the mirror.
This fuckin' mirror
Gonna punch a hole through this mirror.
What am I suppose to do man?
This faggot in the mirror.
Can't deal with this breathin' shit
I hate this breathin' shit.
Life is fucked up.

[Verse 1]
Yo, yo, yo.
I can't believe the way I'm feelin'.
I wake up still poor plus the pain that exists aint ever healin'.
Day by day!
Day by day goes by, time is wastin'.
My situation make me wanna take a permenant vacation.
I'd die for my pride, plus I'm tired.
I got no more respect left for the people and the past that I admired.
I'm not shit.
I'm not shit.
I'm not shit.
I won't be shit.
I won't be shit.
I eat shit.
I cut my veins and then I bleed shit.
Plus kid, no man can be trusted,
I lusted for the spare custard.
I seen the mirror close since I busted.
I get no bitch's cause I'm broke.
The last bitch I had fucked my crew and tried to be play me like a joke.
It's gettin' closer to my big hour.
I'll pull my first gun in six hours.
Y'all know it's the only way to get power.
But I aint shit.
Even with this gat I aint shit.
I aint shit.
Ten years down the line, the same shit.
I aint shit.
I blame myself, but at the same time blame society.
If your ass don't know me, then your ass shouldn't be tryin' me.
Put the stick in my pants, grab the switch blade that I got from my man.
The Harley Davidson rider.
Better known as One Eyed Jake, the southern county biker.

(I can't deal with this shit no more yo, oh man)

I see this click, they think they ill as shit,
But they won't think they ill when I start killing shit.
-Why did my life have to be this way?-

[Verse 2]
Check this out yo.
Now let's get back to business.
Witness the fitness in this ministry of broke.
They mother fuckers turn to sinners.
I go to Smithhaven Mall to if anybody wants some.
Anybody want some?
But this is gonna cost 'em.
I walk in the sneaker store.
My ass is about to get raw.
Looked at my watch it's a quarter past four.
My mind's blank, flippin', shittin.
It's the deadzone.
I seen this Spanish kid listenin' to reggae on his heaphones.
I grabbed him, snatched him backwards, smacked him.
He tried to react, that's when I was tempted to put a cap in him.
But I didn't.
I figured it was best if he was livin'.
Pulled the stick out, every one in the store started shittin'.
I made everybody in the spot get down on their fours.
Made a three hundred pound woman strip down to her drawers.
It was sickenin'.
I couldn't believe what I was doin'.
My life is ruined.
At the age of twenty-two.
And it's for real!
Tryin' to find a spot that's safest.
Cannot escape this.
I'm scared to be in jail with all the rapists.
I tried to rule the world but I blew it.
I gave the fat naked bitch the gun to kill me, she wouldn't do it.
So I took the gun back and beat her down.
I gotta find a place to creep now.
I gotta be out now.
Yo, yo.
That's where my shit stops.
I turn arround, surrounded by six cops.
Put the clip in the stick , got six shots.
They made my skull almost cave in for misbehavin'.
It's cause I chickened out and threw the gun down and gave in.
I hade no respect on the outside.
But now I have less respect on the inside, inside.
I tried to rule the world but I blew it.
Wishin' I was dead but I still don't got the guts to do it.

-Why did my life have to be this way?-

Lyrics submitted by sphynx01

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