Cross

(Hook)
‘Cause since I was born
I became a commodity in this villainous form
Walked around as a martyr, I knew they wanted me gone
I didn’t know if I wanted to take the right or the wrong
'Til I felt like my hands were being nailed to this cross
I ain’t tryna cause problems or act like I am hard
Never knew exactly where that fucking line would be drawn
All I wanted was to feel like I am something at all
But I got where these people waiting for me to fall

(Verse 1: John Anthony)
I’m not a beggar but I’m greedy
Believe me if you was in my shoes you’d probably do the same
So leave me the fuck alone
I’m tired of being told I’m needy
I’m not a clone to no one, I write my own graffiti
And I am not a bully but some reason labeled meanie
‘Cause y’all would treat me like I’m not even a person
Beat me until I fucking had enough
Went berserk and freely flipping the bird
Cursed words, man you heard my cd’s
And if I really had the urge to attack and get back
At every single one of y’all fags
A diss track would not even be enough
In fact, I think rap is out of the equation
Let’s add a clip mag to an AR-15 and back your bitch ass up
I’ve gone villainous, my ass won’t sit back
Kiss my fucking ass crack, you bitch fag
And wipe it while you at, you can lick up my ass crap

(Hook)
‘Cause since I was born
I became a commodity in this villainous form
Walked around as a martyr, I knew they wanted me gone
I didn’t know if I wanted to take the right or the wrong
'Til I felt like my hands were being nailed to this cross
I ain’t tryna cause problems or act like I am hard
Never knew exactly where that fucking line would be drawn
All I wanted was to feel like I am something at all
But I got where these people waiting for me to fall

(Verse 2: Nas)
Y’all can keep y'all weak beats from your corny producers
There's a new king in the streets, you're gonna get used to
I was the old king in the streets, that y'all once hated
But now I reinvented myself and y'all all waited
Nas, N.A.S. mean Niggas Against Society
Noisy I aim not silently, noose all surroundin' me
I hang 'em, I string 'em up ain't no thing I just drop 'em
To which doctor you copped and you locked and it ain't what it was
I changed it up from that pop shit it's hard to see R&B
Rappers arguably, started fucking up the game horribly
'Cause, I parted the sea, then these novices targeted me
Bitches infatuated say they love me, lyin' to me
What I've discovered is my brother's tryin' to be
The next me, yeah I support him but he's blinded I see
Jealousy he love me to death, am I buggin'? I love him for life
We both still mournin' on our mother's life
And I don't need much but a Dutch, a bitch to fuck
A six, a truck, some guns to bust
I wish it was that simple, the last emperor, hit yo' ass
With the nasty Nas, diary, get out my path
I carry the cross

(Hook)
‘Cause since I was born
I became a commodity in this villainous form
Walked around as a martyr, I knew they wanted me gone
I didn’t know if I wanted to take the right or the wrong
'Til I felt like my hands were being nailed to this cross
I ain’t tryna cause problems or act like I am hard
Never knew exactly where that fucking line would be drawn
All I wanted was to feel like I am something at all
But I got where these people waiting for me to fall