Redrama - I Don't Know What To Tell You

Now I'm the first to admit the fact I've done a little bit of this and that just wanna spit my raps, my life ain't yo' concern I ain't gone carry the weight of the world and I don't know what to tell you I've been to Heaven but I've tasted Hell, too face the Devil, don't give a fuck smack him in his face, kick him inna nuts They say I talk a lot I walk a block with both feet broke the storm a rock, but ain't sinking Red's boat I see the coast, but I'm too blurry-eyed to see hope inna chokehold trying to hold on these ropes I've done less wrong than I've done right but I can never escape what I've done right thinking Lucifer live on Jupiter, he chilling right here but I'm killing this nightmare not willing to fight fair Hell with a Nike Air, I run barefoot through the desert make the whole damned world follow my neck jerk laying it brick by brick the kid don't quit until he got a pyramid now I'm a stand tall inna Land of the Lost you just got laid off? we gone handle yo' boss so get yo' hands where my eyes can see 'em if you's a human being refrain I left my ex-girl in Hell hurt, wasn't there for her was an expert in putting Red first, though I care for her now I'm a broken man my life slipping away although I'm holding on with both hands for some folks it's dope, I need liquor to calm me drink 'til I'm a zombie Helsinki ain't no palm trees looking back I understand the man I should have been but thing is that I truly am haunted by the boogeyman I took a stand long time ago, I treat people how I want 'em to treat me but shit ain't easy when he keeps calling it's hard not to answer my number changing like Pampers but it don't matter is it a bad world or a bad God? am I a bad man having a bad day, or bad odds? too many damned scars, trying to patch 'em up I don't really do it no more but pass the blunt refrain Don't you know what you listening to a God damned white man singing the blues take a good look 'cause I'm the living proof trying to walk the narrow road in these shitty ass shoes Now you know what you listening to a God damned white man singing the blues take a good look 'cause I'm the living proof trying to walk the narrow road in these shitty ass shoes I was losing my last bit of faith my way out wasn't the door but the windowpane only thing I had in my life's liquor and misery and the only thing I could write was my obituary this my way a telling my brothers that I appreciate how they kept my vision straight reason that I live today I miss 'em days when we would just sit and blaze talking 'bout which a them chicks got big tits and things but things change and I ain't gonna be bitter man 'cause I know that love always wins the hate let your fists swing where my eyes can see 'em Helsinki, worldwide, if you's a human being..