Price On Me

shit i swear its like every other day i hear people say that im

marked. a price is on my head muthafuckers want to see me

dead. i dont know who they are but they think they know

me. i dont know what i did it cant be bout something i

said cause i say nothin to noone some one gots it out for

me. i sit back and think of the possibilities maybe its cause i

stand tall grindin from the bottom to the top even if i drop

i dont stop smiling in the face of my enemy, or maybe he

wants to get me for fucking with his lady, or maybe cause

back in the day i was a lil shady. now i got to wait and see

who comes first. it hurts cause its usually the day 1's who

try to quench that thirst. then what am i to do when i walk

to my funeral and theres no hearst. i guess i had no one to

have my back. who was really on my side? i aint gonna let

them win by running and i sure ass fuck aint gonna

hide.

my life is in shamples every minute of everyday my life

becomes a gamble. now i have to handle this battle with the

masses and i got a limited amount of time. why do i have to

be the last in line the one they want gone. whats a hater to

me its someone livin life in the wrong lane. either way im

gonna get got atleast i know i went down knowing that i

gave it my best shot

© Juan Blue demon Alvarez