J.E.V.I PE$CI - Watching Cartoonz

Aw shit let me see
What's on this TV

(Uh)
Hitting on this bubble haze
Sitting in a subtle daze
Thinkin bout my younger days
Little til we come of age
This before the trouble came
Getting up with hunger pains
Picking up my mother laying Sick from all the drugs she taking
Thinking I'm a runaway
But if i was to up and say
Go fuck it then i dug her grave
And stuck with nothing
But the shame
And in a dump
With nothing paid
The money late
Ain't nothing changed
My little brother such afraid
He'd run and cover up his face
From witnessing
Her suffered state
We must be brave
Cuz nothings gave
I'm wishing i could just erase
The blood and pain
With somthing great
Another way
I must escape
Enough with all this
Struggling praying
Trusting strangers
Couple lames
And hustling
With a cup of change
Not much to gain
But bucks and fame
Because i come
From nothing plain
Custom made
Til bump wit fate
In prison cuffed
Til month of may
They snitching
Thought he was my ace
A tough debate
I must restrain
The punishment
From love and hate
Enough to make me bust the K

But puzzles break and
Summer's rain
The thunder shakes
My structure frame
Respect and trust
They must be gained
Expect the blood
And cuts and scrapes
I'm underated
Come from pain
And mud and stains
The gutter drains
And drugs and blades
The love i gave
Enough explained
I must refrain

Sitting in this dark room
Flipping through these cartoons
Wishing i could blink
And bring it back
From the heart true
Hit me like a harpoon
Living with the scars proof
Listen to the hard truth
Really this is part two

Buggin on sum OG kush
Puffin like an open book
Struggling homie
Know the look
Was broken
When i wrote this hook
The code of crooks
When noones looking
Knowing you could
Mold the jux
Components took
A loner wolf
A couple things you overlooked
Like how you move a solo rook
Focused less soaked in sweat
Awoken in a frozen net
Was smoking
Like I'm rogan seth
Like bad tattoos it's no regrets
And so its said
That most of deaths
Are over bread
With bogus friends
An eighties baby
Know the ledge
But nineties made me
Pro like keds
You sold your soul
For social trends
I wrote this scroll
To cope with stress
And spit corrosive molten lead
So show respect
Don't overstep
I'm older and a soldier vet
Don't know whats next
Just hold ya head
Cuz life's a road
That folds and bends
So most of us
Just grow depressed
And floating while we
Hold our breath
When in a scope
Like dre and em
You notice this unfocused lens
I'm comatose so don't express Emotions and im cold at best
Cuz noone gets to roll again And only god controls the end
Jevi

But puzzles break and
Summer's rain
The thunder shakes
My structure frame
Respect and trust
They must be gained
Expect the blood
And cuts and scrapes
I'm underated
Come from pain
And mud and stains
The gutter drains
And drugs and blades
The love i gave
Enough explained
I must refrain

Sitting in this dark room
Flipping through these cartoons
Wishing i could blink
And bring it back
From the heart true
Hit me like a harpoon
Living with the scars proof
Listen to the hard truth
Really this is part two part two

Shit I guess I'll just watch this then

Written by:
Kenneth Roberts

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