PinkRoseGold

Sometimes you gotta dig deep when problems come near. Don’t fear things get severe for everybody, everywhere. Why do bad things happen to good people? Seems that life is just a constant war between good and evil. The situation that I’m facing is mad amazing. To think such problems can arise from minor confrontations. Now I’m contemplating in my bedroom pacing, dark clouds over my head, my heart’s racing. Suicide? Nah, I’m not a foolish guy. Don’t even feel like drinking, or even getting high. Cause all that’s gonna do really is accelerate the anxieties that i wish i could alleviate. But wait, I’ve been through a whole lot of other shit before, so i ought to be able to withstand some more. But I’m sweating though, my eyes are turning red and yo, I’m ready to lose my mind, but instead I use my mind. I put down the knife, and take the bullets out my nine. My only crime was that I’m too damn kind. And now some scandalous mothafuckers wanna take what’s mine, but they can’t take the respect that I’ve earned in my lifetime, and you know they’ll never stop the furious force of my rhymes. So like they say every dog has its day, and like they say God works in a mysterious way. So I pray, remembering the days of my youth, as I prepare to meet my moment of truth…”
- Gang Starr -