And the weeks are long when there's nothin to look forward to/
I'm sore and bruised, sweatin to earn these slave wages/
Nowhere to place blame when I'm makin these late payments/
My kids hate changes, I don't want no one to suffer/
And I'm bummed because my talents could go undiscovered/
My tongue is tougher from spittin all these bars and rhymes/
My heart is blind so the music gets me through the hardest times/
Keep a sharpened mind, each day I take in stride/
Tryin to stay alive but I'm a dull razor, I'm just scrapin by/
But I may decide to say fuck it and risk it all/
Inch and crawl to my dreams so I don't slip and fall/
I could be optimistic, at least I'm not in prison/
Never been shot and we always got a pot to piss in/
If I'm not persistent I'll never excel in life/
And if I can't do that, I hope that 2012 is right/
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