Smokin a Square and Thinkin

[THRILL]

i was smokin a square and thinkin so i decided to gather my thoughts.





i cant get a grip, livin life is what kills me
they cant understand my strain because dont nobody feel me

and really, im on tha brink of goin over tha edge
everyday it get a lil worse because im stuck in my head

im stuck in my mind, my thoughts make me fantisize death
and bein singled out is what makes me question takin a breath

and i aint trippin but tha truth is that i cant maintain
i wont slang cane cause niggas in tha hood shoot game

but recognizin real and fake is gift that the lord gave me
i aint been tha same since that bitch lost my baby

i aint askin for nobody to save me, but its hard
givin money to tha state for a bullshit charge

and showin scars, cause i been thru a couple of battle fields
im tryinta make em happy but they steady mad at THRILL

whats tha deal? seem like everyone tryinta see me fall
and it hurt, gettin fucked by tha long dick of tha law

can u tell me how it feel to see ur father stabbed up
bleedin on tha wall and ur brother's the one that gave tha cut

can u tell me what its like to have a gun in yo face
cause a hater was rollin hard and tried to step outta place

and i already said im done with livin tha thug life
even tho everyone wanna keep me there but its alright

cause tonight, ima write my story down
i am not gon' wear a frown, even tho im tha most hated in my town

but im still gonna rep it, thats tha city where im from
im smokin a square and thinkin bout tha bullshit that i dun

and it wasnt fun, cold in a caldwell county jail cell
prayin to tha lord that i would make bail

but now that shit is a memory and ima tell my story
not for money, not for respect, and not even for glory

for tha simple fact that this nigga never been felt
so i want em to understand why my heart on tha shelf

i gave up tryinta love because love will get u killed
thats been said a thousand times but the fact remains its real

so to all them lil niggas that think what i do is cool
and they wanna go sell drugs, then they drop outta school

let me tell u somethin i graduated, got a diploma
and i was proud of myself but i still was a lonley stoner

and i didnt sell drugs cause i wanted tha name
i sold drugs cause i didnt have a goddamn thang

and even still stupid shit will get u federal time
but i was lucky all the laws found on me was a dime

tha work sold, if u dont kno tha county jail is cold
they take ur clothes and dont give u some used hoes to hold

who wore them befo? u dont kno coulda been a fiend
or a rapist or a murderer that got caught on tha scene

i was in a 24 man cell wit 50 niggas
some of em had little charges, some of em was pullin triggers

but i maintained my cool so they gave me my respect
waitin for dinner they was surprised when i started to wreck

thats tha only thing i love, spittin rhymes, syrup drinkin
jammin music real slow, smokin a square and thinkin

[Da_Mayor]

Real dope. Keep it up.

[onedopemexican]

that shit was tight, good stuff..