day too late So back up my heart and run Cause I'm afraid of what will become And I feel I need some time from everyone Your like a perfect day to
Unanswered questions day after day Please don't you ask me, I really can't say Don't ask me any questions Don't ask me the status quo Don't ask me for
, the spot was wise Wanna test a nigga size, that'll cost him Nigga fuck around wit the wrong shit Y'all get mo murdered all day all day We done paved
cuts down your stem There are no heroes, no stories Ruling the ministry, decreeing your acts Don?t believe you?re more than a pitiful rat Since the day
She says nobody wants to believe You're the same as everyone. What makes me unique? My Dark Life. There was a kink in the world Sent that statue tumbling
I've got a lovely family and friends And thats enough to make ends meet fuck dividends But I be livin' in a lonely ass world Searchin' for the perfect
nice child But because of the things around em they change up they whole lifestyle I knew a kid with a little cash He had a little gear, yo, his status
up drifted away Sara fled though process gone She left her answering machine on The greeting left spoken sincere Messages no one will ever hear 10,000 messages a day
eyes, despise the wise Wanna test a nigga size, that'll cost him Nigga fuck around wit the wrong shit Y'all get mo murdered all day all day We done paved
Uncle Chucc] [Chorus: Uncle Chucc] The problem is at the end of the day No good things come our way We need some kind of way I'll hustle every day Can
duck they heads from gas poppin' Queensbridge slingin' hoppin' our benches Don status, throw feeds, got sirenges Poppin' out they arm scratched Now remember parked (???) Cuz' else perfect
said both hoes'll peel, spray shots and reload and still handle the wheel, point em out smoke a Phil' then chill I layed back Escobar status, knowin The
Sun Green started makin' waves On the day her grandpa died Speakin' out against anything Unjust or packed with lies She chained herself to a statue
that in the place to be Sadat X reppin' with the O.G.C. (gun clappaz) For my peoples throughout the PJ's got my man Black reppin' from back in the day
you're Tied as well to me But you'll come around eventually Practice makes perfect and you practice perfection But it's just a stage and I hope that some day
(feat. LA the Darkman) Call it Paranoia. Yea Every day is war. Every day, niggaz is gon' hate Gotta move [Royce Da 5'9"] I'm a walking target I'm so
