BONAFIDE

Take two hits now I'm crucified still alive

BONAFIDE

Take two hits now I'm crucified still alive

Echos getting deep like a motherfuckin snow man

These snow hands can catch your body out with No friends the meants are out movin quick to hop a fence

Steady steps no prints leave no evidence

Ice in my veins got a chill that's intense

Street lights flicker shadows start to condense

Whispers in the air heavy with the suspense

No time to repent this life's a sequence

Every move counts every action's a defense

Built from struggle I thrive in the tense

Frozen in the moment there life's in suspense

Left with out a trace no crime no offense

Left from the weekend ain't no sleepin'

Eyes wide open shadows still creepin'

Family weepin' thought you freezin

Thank God for knife an the weaken

Thank God for fights and the silent speakin

If I never had be defeatin

Really want to smoke dope gotta let go

Blowing out stress from my window

Had to kill a man if he had a family

No pain in the game just reality

Caught in the dark lost in morality

Now I walk these streets feelin empty

Internally from the thoughts that I had to breath in

Look into the eyes and the face of your death

Life comes and goes but you never had it checked off

Good thoughts bad riddens manscriptions

Lost in the cracks of his own convictions

The clock keeps ticking but my hand feels still

Heavy in my mind bound by its will

Truth thoughts deep where the soul's been torn

In the face of death and new self's born

Bad feelings chance of healing going underweight

Fighting with my demons but I always hesitate to

Every move I make feels like deja vu

What you do

Who you lose

Caught in these chains and I can't break through

Lost in this world where I don't choose who

Really want to smoke dope got to let go

Blown out stress from my window

Had to kill a man if he had a family

No pain in the game just reality

Caught in the dark lost in morality

Now I walk these streets feelin empty

Internally from the thoughts that I had to breath in

Wiping his blood on the bottom of my jeans

Stress getting to my heart it's getting to me

Eyes on the clock but time won't set me free

Killed a man and that man is me

Walking through the ashes of who I used to be

Chasing redemption but it's hard to see

Haunted by the past every step's a fee

Fighting for a future but it's just a dream

Just a dream

Plottin schemes but that's a routine

If life's a movie then I'm a scene

Chasing green

From the dirt I've grown

Sincere unseen

But the visions crystal clear sharp and pristine

Plottin this shit for maybe just a week

Ever late night thought ever word I speak

Sharpie my blade for the revenge I seek

Blood everywhere let the reaper peak

Peek at me maybe snap a picture

Hold that frame an paint the picture

Every move is precise no fixture

Hand moves fast but my blade is quicker

Had to kill a man like a thriller