JamWayne - 32 Bars

If you're high and you're dyin'
Tryna climb up and out the abyss
No scientific equation or explanation could save you
Fuck Scientology really
This battle of the fittest and realest
No gimmicks, rippin' flesh and scatterin' pigment
Where that you piggies is finished, stopped, pissed the river
Your pistol grip will bash into your noggin
And spill out all of your barbecue
Feed the Oak queuein! avenue
Kids at the bridge in that Mountain View
I ain't mad at you youngers, know this believe me I'm proud of you
Takes a soldier to step up and say I need you lil' holla dude
God, feel crazy and shady, so either heal me or slay me
The doc prescribin' these pills, and I feel numb and sedated
And half the time I can't tell if I'm fuckin' sleep or awake
I need no wakenin', hate the man I see in the mirror
It's like a never endin' nightmare, so like I don't go near 'em
'til last night when I caught a glimpse of his mug, he was eyein! me
Said can't beat him so I joined him and I jumped inside hollerin'
Everywhere it felt like nothin' you did was ever worth that you're hurtin'
And just what's purpose on Earth to come to the surface and murk it
So sick of shovelin! dirt, my hands are blistered and busted
Seems like the harder I hustle the darker water emerges
Fightin' urges just to give us spurge on liquor and Percocet
But it's worthless just to give up, gotta rise up I ain't finished yet
Even though the odds are stacked against to cross the enemy lines
We gon' make it one day at a time
And know the riches of this world seem out of your reach
Enjoy the peace cuz in Heaven He preparin' a feast
So be at ease, rest easy, freely, wrapped in His love
And praise God that is under the blood