Eternal Yard Dash - Pastor Troy

Come on cuz, we almost there

We almost there cuz

Goddamn, where the finish line?

Fuck this shit, I need some cheese

And I need it quicker than Nestle

If I have to kill then God bless me

All these pussy motherfuckers, they shouldn’t have test me

Left me looking like the villian, I was thinking of ending

Nobody knew what I was going through

All these motherfuckers saying what they gonna do

But then again all these motherfuckers ain’t true

So who am I gonna trust, am I going on and bust

Myself nigga, damn this shit

Fuck riding round' nigga, fuck being rich

I can’t take it, the shit to thick

And it ain’t my fault

So I ought to give the motherfucker telling lies to me

Hey the say, what its gonna be, but empty pockets all I goddamn see

D-E-F, no ones left, then again, shit no ones right

I’m a kill my damn self the night

I get fear, it ain’t my fault he couldn’t fight

It ain’t like, when I motherfucking die, this whole world gonna fall apart

But it’s a race, and I got a bad heart

Breath in the mouth, and I got a head start

I’m running for nothing, I’m running for nothing (x8)

So I’m gonna kill myself

A muthafucka tellin me what he gone do

When I knew the muthafucka wouldn’t do shit

A nigga tease you, then a nigga leave you

Cause he heard that the shit done got thick, punk bitch

I get in the mood for cocaine

Cuz it’s the only thing I see when a nigga look

Come and get the baking soda, then I flip the powder over

Then I got good dope when the shit cooked

But it crippled my to really understand that it really don’t matter

What the fuck you been through

If a muthafucka see you doin better my nigga I’m here to tell ya

Muthafuckas gonna hate you

Not a clue, If I really woulda knew, muthafuckin 22

2 years wasn’t far away

I never would have had a chance to enjoy Pastor Troy, woulda killed myself on

Yesterday

Hook

This heaven, where the streets of gold, and why the hell is the a/c off?

Where the fuck, all the loved ones that I lost?

Fuck this shit, take me to the boss

Do you understand the cost that was paid

In order for me to be here tonight?

Nigga whats up, something ain’t right

Tell the Lord to turn on the damn light

Feeling like an angel when I take flight

Shit, as I try with all my damn might

All my power seem out my damn sight

Look, why the fuck I was packed so tight

Nigga I ain’t Mike, I’m Micah

Think I’m in the wrong spot

Not only do I have on black, its too hot

But why am I by the motherfucker ain’t shot

I got no halo, hello, motherfucker shit nigga, I’m talking to you

Slap the clip in the tech 22

Let the shit fly and it went straight through

Now I got a clue, where the fuck I’m at

Shot him with the tech and the nigga didn’t budge

Nigga just bleedin', motherfucker out of blood

Looking at me smilin', asking me what

I got guts, but guts, goddamn

Paradise, shit I can’t tell

Went from dwellin' in hell on earth

Now I’m living in hell in hell