I’m getting tired of me wanted a lot I want more of this torturous

Entertainment never going only staying I’m creating an even bigger

Trench for me, what’s my destiny, not meant to be in this

Life never fall on the right path still stay in hardship the problems

They bounce back and wat I lack is a response to act to the

Aftermath Born in my life and that’s that) I will evolve I

Won’t stay the same all the days I wasted takin shots underpaid (damn)

Making money and never using it in da right way I guess boozing and using

Has catched up to me but when I’m living my life that whenever the

Light fades I find myself a way to see thru whatever I need to I salute

To not use to this wanna make life equal my people they use to this

It gets hard for me, constantly when I living up north

Nobody’s gonna know

Or notice me

I been living unknown for century

Now I’m trying to believe

We can make it on our own decree

That’s the course of this life

Bleak road, but we grow old with the mic

(We can make it on our own decree)

But of course in this life

We grow

Still be unknown on the mic

I opened my eyes and I'm not sure what I see

Cuz everything around is vivid almost like a dream

I didn't have a drink so I know it can't be me

I feel an evil presence sitting beside of me

Whispering telling me things are not what they seem so I think I’m losing my mind but why is it me

I look up to the sky no light beams they fade away n thunder clouds consume the scene

And so I scream to the Lord in the mist

Where did I go wrong tell me what did I miss

Cuz it's like u dislike what I do like this

But I tried with the might n still feel helpless but do I

Continue with my bright ideas

In my rhymes when I know they only disguises

Man I gotta escape

Been in this place for so long

Running outta space on my page no more song

It gets hard for me

Constantly when I living up north

Nobody’s gonna know

Or notice me

I been living unknown for century

Now I’m trying to believe

We can make it on our own decree

That’s the course of this life

Bleak road

But we grow old with the mic

(We can make it on our own decree)

But of course in this life

We grow

Still be unknown on the mic

I used to drink every week and I totaled my damn ford

While cruising down the street drifting every curve road

The life of a native not living to his potential, aboriginals

Moving fast like my pencil

I’m outta control

And moving too fast

Another bad I deal got me rolling out of bed

Now I’m trying to change

Ain’t always the same

Can never gain

Any momentum while I’m living

In this game

Yeah

Yo I been dealing with these thoughts so

I been hoping somethings gonna change down the road

It can't always be like this that I know, and so I go

Ready for whatever fear I never show

I scope what is forward then we march forth

Two man Army all sound better watch for them

Arrive from the battleground in the harsh storm

Alive in every realm n in every form yeah

It gets hard for me, constantly when I living up north

Nobody’s gonna know

Or notice me

I been living unknown for century

Now I’m trying to believe

We can make it on our own decree

That’s the course of this life

Bleak road,

But we grow old with the mic

(We can make it on our own decree)

But of course in this life

We grow

Still be unknown on the mic