Agony

[Intro]
This sound like some Clams Casino, but that's BexarKid

Sometimes you gotta let that shit breathe bro
Just like the beat do
Aye

[Verse]
I make moves off of first impressions
If you thought that you was raw then yo ass shoulda joined the session
Spark yo mind off of learning lessons
And I’m careful wit the metal like we goin through the Great Depression
I feel like I don’t even need a weapon
But the way that niggas testing like you gotta keep a Smith and Westin
I’m from Chicago where they feed you blessings
Thoughts and prayers only go out to the family when they people resting
That’s why this living really be depressing
You could die for where you live or cuz somebody think yo sneakers fresher
And streets don’t got elections
Cuz nothing beat the pressure like bursting pipes so they bussing pipes just for they life for freedom right police won’t even read your rights and niggas pray to Jesus Christ it’s just to help them sleep at night
Pray that he watch over they body so they could see the light
But they don’t wanna help when you need somebody in the fight
Hypocritic Christians they mix it with politicians
Never been in my position but still speak on how I’m living
Can you hear me? Do you got it? do you get it?
(What the fuck)
I am not the one that need some interference
(Naw)
If I’m in agony demons is staring back at me
Niggas that used to laugh at me ask for help from me actually
The same niggas that used to run to the faculty
Actin like we cool really tryna give some dap to me
(What)
I gotta hit em wit the clothesline
I keep the 7 on me like Ben Gordon in ‘05 (swish)
Nigga it’s give and go time
My rhymes prime rib im forever in my prime
In a scope, I’m frequently gon shine
And whole time Niggas bisexual playing both sides
Real eyes realize that closed eyes lead to closed minds
People peeking through the closed blinds
It’s close bonds that I got wit niggas in this shit
But most the game be bottom up niggas that’s pushing counterfeit
Lames buying plays and views that don’t count for shit
Real recognize real and you be standing out a bit
Skud Music like thug music
You could hate or make love to it
Damn, like Elmers you above glue and
I don't really give a fuck I was the 1 now I'm number 2-ing
I thought I needed schooling
I was up in class, they called me classless like I was a fuckin truant
Lil Nigga yeah you’ve been influenced
And I been spitting off the top so none of this shit was pen influenced
Nigga I’m sick like penicillin
And I’m from Chicago so you know that them niggas been a drillin
The broad shoulders with the weight up in it
You say you eating but your plate is thinning
You was down and you was crying now you up and looking down
I’m like way to win it
Give me an hour this could take a minute
You think your shit don’t stank until your face up in it
And ever since Mick showed us the waters my niggas wading in them
I was a martyr, now I’m just an author ashing
Told my mama don’t put me in casket
Had niggas tell me I was going to hell in hand baskets but these same people
Like sticking Shaq, they can’t hack it nigga