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CHORUS: cast your judgements, cast all your stones, holdin my hand, holdin on to everything i have because its slippin away soo fast and its all i have... i was like six then we aint have a pot to piss in while most kids lives consist of shine and glisin mine was lined with mischeif..a boy flippin devoid the times you find joy or reminisin its like time was pissin, years was passin..i was inside while kids was out side laughin..no time for games they fake toy planes was crashin,while me my life was crashin at night fist fights left my moms face smashed in her mans blasted..threw her down a flight of stairs alone and scared,i stared in eyes of men who didnt care my father was never there,now i am prepared for this lifetime thats unfair,just like my fight from the bottom to the top, just like i had to fight for all that i got, it hurts but i still wont stop until my casket drops. |