Killa C - Friend of Mine

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It’s not my falt that I feel this way
Everyday I gotta find a way yo heal this pain
And I’ll ly till the end of time
This life has never been a friend of mine
I’m sick of this life, sick of fucking breathing
Soon as I’m out the gutter, my ass is fucking leaving
I ain’t acomplish shit, except for loanlyness and crying
And it’s all well spent when I put it in rhyme
I been thinking about it ever since I was a kid
And I don’t think anybody care if I did
They can find my body laying in the bed
With the sheets blood red, and a bullet in my head
I hate you, for hating me
I will except the sarros of my family
Close my fucking caskit and put me in the dirt
See my daughter cry, really makes it hurt
It’s not my falt that I feel this way
Everyday I gotta find a way yo heal this pain
And I’ll ly till the end of time
This life has never been a friend of mine
This life of mine’s flying by
Why am I here alive?
Why am I among the living when I feel so dead inside?
My eyes never dry, never will I try
To be a better man and try to have a better life
Every night i pray to have a way to make it right
Gotta try and stand and fight, gotta try to see the light
Everyday a different struggle, everytime another side
Everyday I feel I’m losing it, and running out of time
My mind i can free, I can fly, I can see
Reality is battling, i’ve had it being me
Step a little closer to the ending of the beam
Everyday I’m praying
Somebody’s gotta hear me, I’m bairly hanging on
And it’s scary thinking maybe there’s nobody there at all
When the man up in the mearor telling me I’m not alive
I’m gonna end it all critical, die a thousand times
It’s not my falt that I feel this way
Everyday I gotta find a way yo heal this pain
And I’ll ly till the end of time
This life has never been a friend of mine
It’s too late now, I just wanna take it back
As the scene fades away, and the bitch goes black
I can’t figure out what to say to my maker
I know he ain’t impressed with my actions for paper
Killa C’s shit was great while it last
The hatred for myself was what got my ass clapped
And I can’t remember in my life ever being happy
Maybe it’s because I was way too nasty
I did the best I could, but I know it wasn’t good enough
Maybe I should’ve listened when they had my wrists in cuffs
I’m buried in the flame, dreaming in the pain
If you let me start over, lord it won’t be the same
It’s not my falt that I feel this way
Everyday I gotta find a way yo heal this pain
And I’ll ly till the end of time
This life has never been a friend of mine