the truth just lied.
once was Gods child fresh from mommas womb
blessed and full of life yet now i await the tomb
perfectly made by the high ruler of all
roaming the earth patiently waiting the dark angels call
i done been through it all , heard the masters call
lookin over they heads thru the eyes of the tall
made by his hands is what i was told
but why is there now no hand to hold ?
born young, life grows old yet my blood run cold
cuz society made me angry, broke & alone
haha, i cant fathom ? can you imagine?
cause what i thought and imagined truly never happened
i never saw the hand that could cast the magic
ended up on the corner with a purse & jacket
society i hate you look what you made me ?
how can you repay me? for the curse and the evils
in this life of trouble there is no sequel
no part 2 , 3 or 4
im gettin my mind right before my body hits the floor
travelin back thru time to what i knew & how i was livin
the exit out this hell seems to start at the beginning .. .
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