you're like a warrior entering the slaughter
Only waiting for that last hour

They say Gang life is grand
As you carry your life in your hand
Just ask those that are dead
And with their silence its all said

Pops life was dealing drugs
And hanging out with other thugs
Moms life was on the street
Hooking up her tricks on the beat

Alone and misunderstood
Made me join the hood
You think you are invincible came night fall
Only to wait for death to call

Your new toy oozy in hand
That makes you feel like a man
Brew, bloodshed and tears
And a little **** makes you lose your fears

For me this was my family
And the place for me to be
Drive byes at night
And by day sleeping out the light

Every day I walked a thin line
Within I could feel it was almost my time
To feel that cold concrete upon my face
And go to the cemetery and take my place

But until that day arrives
I would keep taking lives
Getting high to set me free
Making me forget the real monster within me

You're like the a warrior entering the slaughter
Only waiting for that last hour