by Wanderlust_ » Tue Jan 21, 2014 8:18 am
[Crips and Bloods. I know what you meant, they're in my hometown but seeing as the words are pronounced differently, Raleigh is using that to her advantage.]
"The crypts are no where! They're not real. Pronounce the name of your own gang correctly! My god, girl! No wonder they didn't want you!" Raleigh's voice was the only thing raised, she was used to this and it didn't bother her at all. "You are hardheaded, if you lived in reality, you would know that you're just lucky to not be dead. If you lived in reality, you wouldn't be fighting so hard to keep your fantasy. You'll end up in one of two places in life, jail or the grave. I can only save you from both once. Don't tell me that I don't know anything about gang life, my little sister was a gang member, remember that."
Snap back to reality, Oh there goes gravity
Oh, there goes Rabbit, he choked
He's so mad, but he won't give up that
Easy, no
And it's no movie, there's no Mekhi Phifer, this is my life
And these times are so hard, and it's getting even harder
I've got to formulate a plot or I end up in jail or shot
Success is my only **** option, failure's not
Mom, I love you, but this trailer's got to go
I cannot grow old in Salem's lot
So here I go it's my shot.
Feet, fail me not, this may be the only opportunity that I got
'Cause I need an interventionist
To intervene between me and this monster
And save me from myself and all this conflict
'Cause the very thing that I love's killing me and I can't conquer it
Maybe I need a straight jacket, face facts
I am nuts for real, but I'm okay with that
It's nothing, I'm still friends with the
monster that's under my bed
Get along with the voices inside of my head
You're trying to save me, stop holdin' your breath
And you think I'm crazy, yeah, you think I'm crazy