Trainwreck

Jump out this trainwreck i know im gon crash later Aint the type to ask for help aint the one to ask a stranger If you look in my eyes ya see a lot of pain and anger I done strangled a lotta memories, now im heading for the danger Wish my grandad was here, black man Let you know that i miss you Buck on any muthafucka that open they mouth and they diss u Too mad at the world to pray to god, but he right there wid u And i dont talk to muthafuckas nowadayz Like they need to know what i been thru And these baby gangstas flossing on the fact that they fail And lifes already hell, and i aint finna gonna go back there in a cell So f*ck a bullshit talk about who is fake and whos real Unlike so many muthafuckas around the block, its hot So they squeal Ima jump out this trainwreck know im gon crash later Wish a long life to these muthafucking haters I know mine might end anyday, tomorrows promised to no man What a ending...what life since now im a grown man And i aint the type a friend you looking for, if you wanna be dat Asking all the wrongs questions like muthafucka i need that Just tryna find my way, but aint nobody here to see that Next thing rushing to my gravesite if i get one believe dat, so ima Jump out this train wreck, i know im gon crash later Aint the type of brotha that gon talk to no strangers Thats the way it is fool and not cos i hate ya Im a type of brotha that dont talk to no strangers Jump out the trainwreck, i know im gon crash later Rushin to the dead end from this mile for the road i pave I know that i am here, but clear that i aint here And its clear my mind aint clear Like im finna watch my rear, now Chasing death grab the sucka by his hood n put him in check Giving karma that real nigga dick, the only bitch that dont flex So what next, for the bastard, wish i could tell muthafuckas But the dead dont talk, so yall can go to hell muthafuckas, yeah I dont trust a soul, im sitting this out My senses wide like a panther, i will tear up a crowd If the train crash ima rise again, wid no doubt Sometimes wonderin how im here now makin a sound I aint gonna feed myself to these fuckin vampires Treating me like a satire, leaving a a loc sad sight And i aint finna be a soldier in my empire Freezing wid no campfire, like i need an exam guide Jump out this train wreck, i know im gon crash later Aint the type of brotha that gon talk to no strangers Thats the way it is fool not cos i hate ya Im a type of brotha that dont talk to no strangers Talk to no strangers, talk to no strangers, talk to no strangers Talk to no strangers, talk to no strangers, talk to no strangers Talk to no strangers, ima type of brotha that dont talk to no strangers