paranoia

Revelations; last days of earth and in time
look around you in time you see time
I talk too Goddamn much;
but y'all don't talk enough
I see boys daily play themselves 
I see boys daily slay themselves
The onetime don't protect people like mine
under 25 I guess you ain't alive
to serve and protect; protect your own neck
I see the cold nights, I don't walk streets solo
my man got jacked again; these punks will go so low
no gold though; ran his spot and checked him thorough
then took his kicks, watch, hat and face it
now wasteland kids pack blades and mase it
seems stupid to me, but no one can see
this ain't fun;
in two years those left here will probably pack guns
and suburbia never heard of ya, so what do you seek of it? 
the hood where I was raised became so abraised, I never speak of it.
They B&E'd this woman's house, held her up with a stiletto
too many kids wanna pretend they're in the ghetto
maybe this is shark rhymin, maybe I'm just trippin
paranoia, so boy ya better believe I think i'm slippin
whats there to fear here but fear itself?
fuck that, I seen fear in eyes of boys who got dealt.
and fuck that, I'm too strong to let it play myself,
slay myself and fuck that, thats all I gotta say myself. 
 
