Lyrics by Д. Грин Yeah... Streets are still hard... I still walk the yard... My soul is still scar... When darkness falls across my face swept hoping tears upon my face these times like this that i can't erase this goes a being whip, chain, hand or mace so i try to accept a high to feel the base we concepts and dreams of a different places but all that lies and life that i was taught and all the good things that i forgot that cold and then i avert, wipe a pussy like a savage got an untight rip or love my bad habits sometimes i faith to the fiend sometimes i laugh at it get being on a project take a step at it i don't med it by my static i don't need to be graphic i steped to being mine and you go see achieve cuz you don't even know what it into G don't see the end of an A and the history Припев I want to change the world to real This size at homily, it slowly breaking me down I'm still the same inside my brain And if i change, it might just break me down These things inside i show but i cannot hide and now i lost count of a times i tried the times i lied about shit that with me with necessary i changed my floor but my scar really never very i feel like abyss sometimes i waited a vex i veil like a vessel killed on my back and shoulders would be other soldier i told you cuz i wake the hood like a big para fold you who don't understand the meaning of the mystery my baby be so wet clothes so don't you be acting like a gangster cuz my bangers being shitting on the block with that 23 mellow me derails that i set you free so maybe you can see where i can't see so we run about life shit cross bitches and gillish news big changes amuse the bullshit we saw in the news Припев I want to change the world to real This size at homily, it slowly breaking me down I'm still the same inside my brain And if i change, it might just break me down