Facing Worlds

Listen up to the rhymes I drop as I kick mad flavor from my verbal Glock You can't-
Feel what i feel
I spill the words of wisdom
Always dissing them
The fake ones
The ones with tons of guns
I pull the trigger-
Feel what i feel
Listen up to the rhymes I drop as I kick mad flavor from my verbal Glock
You can't step-
Feel what i feel
With my virtual 211
Step into a cypher set, direct
Im gonna wet a cruddy blaster
Feel what i feel

This is for the rough nights
And it feels like i'm trapped
In a never ending gun fight
Stranger to the sunlight
Couple years have elapsed
Barely make it past the moonlight
Utterly consumed by
All the evil that i feel
Get the fuck out of my sight
Running every redlight
Crash and burn, wait your turn
Feel my life ain't gonna end right
Praying that they send mine
I can't track it, only pray
Yall forget to send out my sign?
Hell is where i spend time
Thousand miles on this road
Pushing nothing less than redline
Dedicated my time
Selling crack, life of crime
Dreams i guess i missed the deadline
Front page headline
XZARKHAN found guilty
Murder first degree its end time

Feel what i feel
Feel what i feel
Feel what i feel
Feel what i feel

This is for the rough nights
All i ever saw was war
Bloody knife strikes and park fights
Moving past a last strike
Next step could mean death or life
I'm in the dirt like dirt bikes
Formed into my worst type
Spirit lost, no excuse
What's the use in a searchlight
Cursed since my birth right
Losing faith and my hope
Is that i live to see us turn tide
Fucking with my third eye
Did i really waste my time
Sacrificially a fall guy?
Fuck with me you all die
High exalted from the spirit world
Ill haunt you through the rough nights

Feel what i feel
Feel what i feel
Feel what i feel
Feel what i feel