History II

Lyrics

[Intro] My past was in pieces I'm making piece with my past (I might not get anotherchancenigga) [Hook] My past wasin pieces I'm making peace withmy past I'm at war wit' my demons my mind is bleeding at that People change like the seasons and where I'm from it's too fast It's so hard to agree with myself when making these raps My past was in pieces I'm making peace with my past Im at war wit' my demons my mind is bleeding at that History be repeating and I be seeing it fast And thats more of a reason for me to speak in these raps [Verse 1] You fucking tore me to pieces but now I'm piecing it back This is more than a thesis I'm speaking reason and facts Heathens and black geniuses just wait til Jesus is back 'Cause this world ain't got much time but niggas think that it's cap You, tore me to pieces I was mourning and grieving I try to use my head sometimes I think with my penis If you cross my mind make sure the route you takin is scenic Heartbreak I done seen it heartburn yes I get it Either from the tree or all the junk-food I been eatin' But I'm trynna do better self betterment first Brain dead feeling like I put my head in a hearse Am I'm blessed or cursed cause this pain yes it hurts But it seems to make me stronger can I take it any longer maybe not If I say it I mean it heartbreak I done seen it But any smart man knows that history repeats and [Hook] My past was in pieces I'm making peace with my past I'm at war wit' my demons my mind is bleeding at that People change like the seasons and where I'm from it's too fast It's so hard to agree with myself when making these raps My past was in pieces I'm making peace with my past Im at war wit' my demons my mind is bleeding at that History be repeating and I be seeing it fast And thats more of a reason for me to speak in these raps [Verse 2] It breaks my heart how we still killing each other I'd never wanna make an enemy out of a brother But If I turn the other cheek I'll get hit by another And if he ain't from my hood then I can't trust him Cause there's always snakes lurking from the morning to the grave shift Thats why I turned my grass into pavement Now it hits different when I bump black faces Killed homie right in front of his store and that had the game sick I miss my bro shit really ain't the same without you You spoke good about me to your moms and she ain't doubt you It makes me sick when other people speak about you But I know we'll meet again and when we do you'll have a mouthful When the whole world against you but the hood still defend you I know that shit will never break or bend you Late nights in the Jeep smacked running up the menu Now I just reminiscence and pray for blessings Allah sends you