It's Like

I've crawled out the bottle/ shaken deaths boney hand/ I've laid there on the bed/ thinkin' this would be the end/ Death of mind, death of mine/ loss and grief all the time/ Like everywhere I breathe/ I just want to be on the mic/ Here we go again/ I got pain in my chest/ Ain't nothin in my thoughts/ I got shortness of breath/ Burnin' well done/ and, I'm all fucked up/ Ridin' til I die/ yo I'll never give this up/ Ain't no touch, full tackle/ I'll snap some necks/ Ya'll muthafuckaz learn/ about respect/ Ya'll bouncin cheques of loyalty/ you can't get back/ Down grinding to the bone/ and breaking out backs, time for change/ It's like/ blood and sweat, no guilt all fear/ It's like/ jumping obstacles, but the next lane is clear/ It's like/ walking up, them icy steps/ It's like/ getting to the top, alone without your friends/ Through the haze of todays blaze/ gotta make some more pay/ Stomach needs to eat/ saltines taste like foreplay/ Housing costs still rising/ rents over the horizon/ Survival be the test/ poverty wages not climbing/ Bloated bellies from not eating/ and their water not bleeding/ It's seeming like we're deceiving/ eh yo I wish I was dreaming/ But we're leaving bodies half breathing/ babies dead without the chance of teething/ Seamless ignorance/ towards a fellow human being makes me sick/ It's like/ blood and sweat, no guilt all fear/ It's like/ jumping obstacles, but the next lane is clear/ It's like/ walking up, them icy steps/ It's like/ getting to the top, alone without your friends/