I've given up this time, I don't like the way that you holdin' me hostage It hurts when I'm alive, and I ain't gonna say I'm dead I've given up this time, I don't like the way that you holdin' me hostage It hurts when I'm alive, and I ain't gonna say I'm dead I look in the mirror and look at a killer I grew up with n****s, crop you out to pitch you Bodies get stackin' up year after year Got these young n****s thangin' they serial killers Tone choppers with switches, they scratch off the ceiling Love blood in the whip, it *** up its interior Watch what you say, cause this *** can get real And watch how you move unless you met a stealer Shot in the car, now God got the will These n****s on wood, they got bodies for real My doctor got out, he did 20 some years He took it to trial, but he lost his appeal I went to school with some serial killers They break in your house, they need serial witches The same n****s cut first period with you Watch who you trust, they might be out to get you And one wrong step, you get put in a switch Say the wrong thing, get put in the backwood Wipe a n***a, no noticia, bless him Last n***a tried me, found in the backwood Ain't no Lee Cruz more vicious Just play a good role in this show Can't act good, puttin' folks in my business N****s spoke on my name and got smoked like a packwood I've given up this time I don't like the way that you're holding me hostage It hurts when I'm alive Alive on this earth that you think that you've created I've given up this time I don't like the way that you're holding me hostage It hurts when I'm alive Alive on this earth that you think that you've created How many bags am I dropping a day? My shooter or cheetah, we stalking the prey If you get caught, ain't no walking away And we ain't doing no talking, just talk to the K These limited n****s been staying in their places They like to play games and they know I don't play Playing with wire, but ain't nobody safe If it won't be no more racks, then nobody's safe Humans got angels just watching from heaven Wasn't the time he got shot in the face Mainstream say he got caught on the 70s Thinking about dropping a tape on the 80s These n****s ain't real, these n****s some fakes That pressure put on them, these n****s a break Free every artist behind the gate That made a mistake, hell give him a break Food trying to parole out, they gave him a date He getting impatient, he trying to wait The discreet turn to keep trying to hate He fighting the feds and fighting the state I did some time with some sick minded n****s Stabbed in the cell and left blood on the pillow Free all the hitters that kept it official Not the ones in the booth that turned serial killer I've given up this time I don't like the way that you're holding me up I'm telling the truth when I'm teaching to you It hurts when I'm alive Alive on the surf that you think that you've created I'm feeling the sun Serial killers on the ground and in the booth I don't like the way that you're holding me up It hurts when I'm alive Spit walk Alive on the surf that you think that you've created I've given up this time I don't like the way that you're holding me up It hurts when I'm alive Alive on the surf that you think that you've created