Brooklyn

There's pain in my heart
It's walking around with pain
In its eyes, you can see the darkness
Something inside just wants to hurt

I don’t lick boots, I don’t use people, I don’t wear a mask
I give it to those who have it and respect those who respect me
They see me quiet like a sniper with a crutch
And here comes the one who paints himself like a clown

What you feel is that we’re not forever
We’re just another story swept away by the current
I think it’s hard and bitter to feel
That just like we arrive, one day death takes us

So take care of what money can’t buy
Because in the game of life, it’s a real mess
There are always those who are just full of shit
Who say they love you on the outside and dream of seeing you dead

All hot food tastes better
And so does karma when it hits the traitor
I hardly smoke, and if I do, it’s for the pain
I dream of long strides in the middle of the hallway

There's pain in my heart
It's walking around with pain
In its eyes, you can see the darkness
Something inside just wants to hurt

What I’m talking about isn’t a lie
What you see around you
Is breathed in the street
In the world of hypocrisy

I feel like Canelo in the ring
I smoke weed in California, thugging like Cypress Hill
More fucking lit than when I was a kid
We’re well connected, we don’t drop the VIP

At night, all the cats turn gray
I’m equipped with short and long ones
We’re more blessed than you and I believe
In a world darker than we know

The night changes when I pray to my death
I ask it to protect me from every brave soul
May I never lack dinner, let alone cash
And may whoever I want to see live long

There's pain in my heart
It's walking around with pain
In its eyes, you can see the darkness
Something inside just wants to hurt

We’re more blessed-
We’re more blessed-
In a world darker than we know

A world of hypocrisy
A world of hypocrisy
A world of hypocrisy
We’re well connected, we don’t drop the VIP