Matt Reed - Healing from Trauma
All I ever wanted was you smilingTrue color showing, you can't hide it
Giving no reactions, move in silence
Catch 'em by surprise, when we slide yeah
You can see assassin in his eyes yeah
They just rapping they don't really wanna die
He just rapping in the booth with a disguise
He in the sky once the lyrics come alive
Blood on my hands no appetite
Blood on my hands ain't ate five days
325s kill the migraine
325 I feel real pain
Prayed to god, know he looking at me sideways
I'm repenting on a Sunday cause of Friday
A dirty game the rewards are only high stakes
The devil on my shoulder playing mind games
Born in the project, we positioned to fail
Where trials and tribulations hit a nigga like hail
Growing up in the hood, I feel buried alive
Effected by the struggle, 'nother nigga deprived
The monster in youngin, waiting to be unleashed
Devoured all the lies in the belly of the beast
Become road roadkill when you play in the streets
You get this eerie vision when you study Elites
These burden weighing heavy there too much on my mind
The burdens weighing heavy there's a lot to decide
No cap, being black is a full-time job
When you start stating facts just get ready to die
When yall said love me did yall mean it
Never thought this money come between us
I guess this life just isn't what it seems yeah
I mean, I played green to catch y'all scheming
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