With 16 years under my belt
I am slowly held by the people around me
Even helped by the people who found me
Some even crush my dreams so my existance will cowardly
Hide in the shadows, as my greatest fears arouse me
Hold me down, for my strength is greater in numbers
And as i add up my problems, my weakness lessens as my stomach grumbles
A hunger for pain, feed me with food for thought
And each answer I gain, births another question
Curious, cynical mind, unlawful, criminal mind
Stimulate the verbs in my rhymes
Imitate the curves in her eyes, words in her mind
Think clearly, be thoughful, chambers 3 bullets this time
So next time, each shot, will be triple the damage
My collateral is costly, and first things first
My beef is raw meat
Meet ya maker when this villian got a 45
And ya body under his feet
3 shots...
