Produced by Contrary Beats - https://www.youtube.com/user/ContraryBeats Mixed and Mastered - Mike Parker & Spun Sober - https://soundcloud.com/spunsober Artwork - Mike Parker & JayAre - https://soundcloud.com/jay_ar3 Lyrics Verse 1 - Spun Sober Ima run up, snatch his chain, Slash his vein, attack his name, after that, this cat is game, You don't even know it like that cause i been, Plottin' deep, but I've gone asleep, just gotta keep,- Pedaling on, the devil in horns, Creating a malevolent bond, assembling pawns, To be another rebel in arms, shootin' to kill, Rather shooting to get high, maneuver a deal, i was, Calm and collect, but i blew up like a bomb in a vest, While the homies making off with the rest, Y'all can attest, you seen it in hindsight mike p, Just highlight, your eyesight, you'll find guys might be, Flapping they gums, what we built, they laugh it to crumbs, Packing they guns, tryna finesse a sack from these bums, That's what happens when your backs against the wall huh? They asking you to fall bruh, you take a sack and then you all fucked, I just wanna take it back to the days, When we dealt with traffic delays, with packing the jays, That was the days, now you back in the cage, Your face sunk in but it didn't happen with age Nah Hook Cause we're stuck in the pain with no way to escape It's on thin ice we skate all these roads that we take Cause there's no hope for the lost when you're from where I'm from Cause there's no hope for the lost when you've done what I've done So we're doing what we think is the best for ourselves Til we end up dead or we're in jail Cause there's no hope for the lost if you've seen what I saw No there's no hope for the lost no there's no hope at all //Verse 2 - Mike Parker Always rolling with the devil inside Feel the weight at my back like there's lead in my spine Let my pencil inscribe Thoughts of the mind leveling mine Witnessing a brother on lean like he beveled his side The late night reveling is more than just some bad habits Sad addicts chopping and baggin' in between crack hits Mad tactics to fight the sunrise And the bad trips scared to close ones eyes Days of no sleep hallucinating nightmares Accumulating replays of the killing like I'm right there Again floatin' round the back watching it unfold Untold details in my mind revolving like the sun rolled Across the sky his blade left a son cold Just trying to sell some tickets to his show but none sold Left laying on the streets paved in violence Cornered by the tax of despair . . the payment's silence My senses tingle with the science coursing through my veins Blood stained shirts remind me how my crew buys chains But if you knew my pains You might understand I'm actually living in hell this ain't a wonderland I'm at a loss at the cause some do ... https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Cr_7MskOL2k

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