insightful dart Skamp ! cant help but think of one of my shit as follows....
Darkest hours of the Last Days, If Crime pays where The Bosses ? The Made Men with their ways ?
Either deceased or incarcerated, families mourn, but too late for peace they done faded
Think of all the niggaz you've hated, was your reasons really stronger than the hatred ?
Or was it the other way around sinister temptations constantly surround clog up your thought process
Shows no progress like the Legends of The Monsters they claimed to exist in Lochness
Rise up from the shadows of regret filled darkness, escape, let go of The Devils with Human features that seduce and appear harmless
Time to climb up the bottomless well that forever dwell vicious cycles and endless trails only lead your Soul to sell
What's a souless body floating The Earth ? What's it all worth ?
Find out at your mothafuckin' demise, notice when The Dove cries but who's looking in my eyes and tellin' lies ?...