Thrilla (Anonymous)

Anonymous (Two timing again) Came from da struggle it was hard to live Soul can't breathe in da streets need oxygen Can't tell you bout my dream gotta accomplish it They Hope it don't happen like god forbid God forgive all dese haten niggas haten on a nigga My 40 is not a lady killer But it's throwin blows like thrilla in minilla Ion wanna miss out on dis money so I'm restless Everytime I show love I'm regretting da shit Im cutting all ties ima Sever da shit I think I do better when im separate I ain't have no meal but my mind on a million Starvin at night turn a hero to a villian You got a couple hunnid but it ain't that simple F*ck which way it go been thuggin on my own He put himself thru trials he was tryna make a name Not knowin what it bring he done brought himself pain Hatred in his brain he got no one else to blame Stuck in da rain it'll never be da same We hop out clutching on a torcher Knock knock nigga what's da hold up And I cant reciprocate what my thoughts are Da history of da situation was torture I'm smokin weed meditation I'm goin up I'm talkin double G i ain't drunk but I throw it up I jus want my bread thick like a cold cut They think I'm two timing da way dat I double up They tried to claim da same gang they was never us I ain't gotta explain dat dem boyz from da oceanfront Last niggas they beefin wit they told on em And I heard from da grape dat they rolled on dem Dat boy must kno sumn Seen him wit a stick he ready to go huntin See he wit da shits but he jus want his bankroll up Dat boy throwin Gz all da way till froze up Nigga folded on him but he said he don't kno him I told da DTs he don't kno dat man Dat is not me in dat photograph Den why he put yo name in it I don't really kno I prolly slayed his bitch You kno how things can get Dis like da 3rd time I hit dat same liq Man I heard dat rap it's some fake in it When he said soul trapped what you think he meant No mask no cape ain't no Savin him Bodies keep droppin save a grave for dem It was blood Wea he stood but he hang wit dem No face no case so they labeled him I got these pictures yea they stuck on my mental No I can't escape these visuals No food on my plate is was critical I had to scrape the residuals