Bless Me

i'll crucify anyone who tests me

you all need recognize and bless me

or else this situation's gonna get messy

you can call me anyname except for Jesse

im bout get this stress of my chest

and im feelin like im at my best so all you haters can rest

put down your mic and i'll get off my throne

pic up your phone call your men i'll hold my own

your out like a peter mcniely fight, and i might do it again,

im loosing grip of my life.

I go and buy a gram and its kife, and then i hold this knife

i think about the gurl thats supposed to be my wife,

seems like my whole life is trife,

but i wont quit id rather have a fit, maybe even sit back and knit

to calm my nerves i feel like tupac when he was Spoon from gridlock'd

i write my rhymes to tryan shock ya

i've had bitches in flocks but now they moved on to smaller cocks

now im on the corner block, tryin ta make a dollar slingin rock

dont let me fool ya that shit dont float on my dock, i smoke the weed stock

plus we drink the henny, try to save every penny just to pop the cork

its been a lot calmer since we dont hang with Dork,

every road has a fork everyturn decides my fate for atleast that day, as long as i dont turn out

gay im okay, im not feelin that shit it'd be like having a bitch that eat hay

Becomming

if i dont slice my own wrists, someone else will help me do it

i've been hanging on to these tiffs, seems like everyones after me a bit

im confused and think i've did to much biddin, im scared to go outside all alone

you think this is a joke im not kiddin, i feel like a dog feed me a bone

ill walk away and go die by myself, please dont follow it wont help

i'll only try to take your health, i dont care you can even yelp

no ones gonna hear you screamin, and even if they do they not worried about you

if you think you can help your dreamin, i said leave bitch or ill drill ya like a screw

ive spent one to many days in the shitty town, sometimes i feel like they all watchin me fall

i dunno why but everyone wants to see me drown, juss to see me get tackled they throw me the ball

I used to have friends from wall to wall

now I'm recoopin from a big fall

Pac said money over bitches

Now I realize they all snitches

Lookin out for them riches

Didn't think I would recognize

That they wallets was changing size

Now they have to worry about a big Suprise

Throwin shit at me tryin ta compromise

But now I moved on to bigger guys and supersize fries

Now you know how I do I speak it so True

shit done changed we used to be the tightest crew

now your lucky if I dont make your face blue

Rushin you but i wont chase you

like a michael J Fox movie I'll erase the past

i used to beat the bullies for you so fast

help you cut the grass make your deals

next time i see you leave you in the bay with the eels