I’m lying on the pavement
Staring down the barrel of some fool’s nine
This is my only way to escape enslavement
From my life, this constant grind
I know this could be the end of my life
I reach deep into my pocket for my knife
Because I’m not afraid to roll deep
I’ve done it many times before
Still I find myself about to weep
I don’t want to die face down on this gravel floor
Cause I don’t want to die some ***** lying on the street
I’m never gonna let myself except defeat
So I lunge out, pain shooting up my thigh
I can feel as my steel slides into his flesh
I feel myself start to cry
Tears added into the mesh
A mixture of fears
Now a mixture of tears
A mixture of hate
Now a mixture of slanted fate
That’s turned upon me
A toll that’s once again has taken its fee
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