Never in This World

In the morning I awake and as my hangover creeps I dream of Range Rover jeeps in my sleep and all week I've been stressing, it's hard surviving in this rap profession These adolescents be testing so I clutch my Smith and Wesson now To start the day I spark the J and reminisce On homies that I miss due to mad violence and I wish That they was here but it's clear they ain't returning So now I pray to God that they ain't burning Keeping my head turning, I'm yearning for a better way of living A victim of my own decisions hoping the sin is forgiven See now I'm driven by hate, my fate is undecided A misguided mind confined to crime like I was wired So fool don't try it, I start riots like Keen I'm only out to get the cream, sewing spots up like seams see My teen dreams of Barcelona just like Jordans When my crew bails, we blaze trails like we from Portland Never in this world Will I live my life in fright Never in this world Will I go out without a fight Never in this world Should you risk your life for petty fun Never in this world Will I bow down to anyone Well as you walk down these lanes of pain Maintaining the only possession is your name You'd better realise the game It's not fun like it used to be, the real deal provoking Acting brave but a fake to get your cranium cracked open Hoping that you'll? but couldn't bear bad news if you played baseball But on these grounds you're bound to take a face fall Where all the hood players come from all different teams With sufficient schemes put you out of commission fiends I mean the way of living now, it's like anytime it could be over Whether you're fucked up or sober remain looking over your shoulder Where every second is precious I guess it's not to contend with But I'll take em down with me if I go down so nobody wins this Cause the rules are there are no rules But when you cross above a line you'll find out that you can't blend in with psychotic fools? from the?, remember that Cause if I could I'd front and never would I play the lack of bust back It's not on Melrose but show some respect and step to my place The penalty is known to open your eyes homes like? face Life on the streets, I'm on the low with my peeps I treat you? silent? like that bitch did Tyrique You sleep, we creep, techniques complex, I'm too deep For comprehension but yet you wanna hang where we be lynching That's the ex-competition, they'll tell you the definition The only way out is through submission so stop the bitching The clock is ticking, you're either a victim or the enemy You're not my kin or my friend to be but you'll remember me Like John Lennon as the world keeps spinning Just take a glance, these hoods enhanced to give a different piece of? Either you be on the level cause problems quickly get settled In the LB but on the Latin side of the ghetto Whenever you want to risk it, persist it but I remind you There's no need come looking for trouble cause it'll find you