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