Diseman - Ventilation 2

Shit ain't been the same
Since Chris died
I miss guy
Somehow I miss my
Chance to get us close
To the championship
We was suppose to
Get the cream
Get a ring and quit
The visions that we had
We never seen you dip
Life's a trip
I hoped you packed
For the long haul
Sitting sideways
Like I'm Paul wall
Hoping I don't fall off
A nigga still work
I might call off
Bandages
I ripped em all off
Look at the flaws
My wife never seen
My scars
She came from Venus
But don't know the trip
From Mars
As a man
I
Plan to provide
But it's hurting my pride
When I can't
And I look in eye
I see the stress
I'm trying to get the weight
Up off her chest
It's always seem hard
But we come out blessed
I see the look on my Daugther face
She crying to dad
She just fell
I had to tell her
That's it's not so bad
Same for me
I don't take my advice
Instead
Made decisions I regret
Man it's been that bad
Started up a label
For myself and others
I wanna own my own shit
And want the same for my Brothers
Fame way better than me
Let's keep it G
He should've been had album
3 shows a week
Life situations
Make it tough to compete
But me fame and Lito
Ain't taking defeat
It's AYON
Tatted on the arm of a few
We 5 toes in like a shoe
10 toes down
We the crew
Nobody brand new
They not ready for the shit
We bout to do
Everything coming true
But I still battle wit my Demons
That wanna have fun
Before I'm leaving
I'm trying a escape
But my mind got me stuck in A place
I don't want too much
But what's having a taste
I don't wanna get old
And felt like I never lived
So when I hear a fun idea
I'm like yeah
Live a little
We can't be so uptight
Let loose
And enjoy all the pleasures of Life
Bills will kill and make you ill
Work will stress
They give a pill
They killing black ppl
For the thrill
And it's coming from the pigs
Behind the shield
They want us slaves
We reject
So they want a grave
And take all the credit
For the shit that we done Made
Life's a joke
Yeah a hologram
We all playing Neo
In a foreign land
Hoping We wake up
When We all done playing
And come to realize
It was all one plan
You don't understand
We like
All one man
We connected
So far away from this earth
We galactic
Signed our souls away at Birth
So electric
The tone of this sound
Bring a voice
So respect it
Or get yo bitch ass neglected
Or treated like peasant
When they come to bury Heaven
Can I live
Can I live
Y'all die

But I
Being poor
Have only my dreams
I have spread my dreams Under your feet
Tread softly
Because you tread
On my dreams

Written by:
Gregory Reese

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