This is my life, I couldn't hold, It slipped off my hands
When I started smoking, it was just 2 pounds
When I escaped from school, I was 6 years old
When I slept in mosque, the weather was -6
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I bought Bomfunk's cassette and
Marilyn Manson posters was removed from my room
Those days, there was sign of life on me
I stole the cheapest microphone like an idiot!
Once my eyes are black, not their bottom
Now while I was writing these ones, my eyes got dark
My age was suitable to hate and
There was a thing to come to life
One day, they found me in the room, semi-unconscious
Then I spurned my promises
My shame; I stole my grandma's bracelet
And I bought some clothes and liquor with it...
When I took to the stage, there were 300 person
Most of them bought the ticket hardly
When I wasn't taking any shit, I made 9 albums
And I threw that much in 2 years
Yours is mixed full of lies song
Ornate sentences can never impress me, my sweet
I stopped my heart, this is the condition of happiness
Sometimes need a credit card to buy some bread...
I don't know last night where I slept
Doctor tell me, is there a little hope for me?
I hit the door to your filthy face after 2 seances
My 300 pounds and 4 bottle of whiskey is yours now...
When I was living, I created a dead body in myself
My efforts, always sinked lazies eyes
Now I am the lazy
All these songs aren't made for your listening
Maybe you'd care me if you stayed with me
Your life, was my life, slipped of my hands
I couldn't look your face, I had tears in my eyes
Maybe I didn't disrupt if my father was alive...
I want to draw sky black
Maybe there will never the morning like that...
It doesn't necessity to think, just enter and do it
The only reason to live is maybe hiphop!