Testo Shiv

Spat forth on the pavement
No reason revealed for a mission
You live and die on the cross
For your ideals and moral convictions
Though I don't know the date
I know death is the fate
Won't be broke and showing up late
I'm throwing my gang and stacking my plate Up with the trash and crumbed up case we scratch and we scrape
They tossing my cell, I sharpen my nails, a mask on my face
And if my babies make so much as a peep
We leaving you dead, open your head, smoking out in the heat
How did we end up living this way, innocence given away
It felt like a minute, you looking away, your youth will get taken away
The original plot is estranged, it got lost on its way
To your bottom shelf casket and grave
Vaguely distracted, enslaved
Hunt by the moon, ether and debt keep me awake
Ain't slippin', don't trip, grip on my hip, it's fashioned with tape
And we be hunched from the pain, may this bullshit be in vain
The hunger that painfully aches, if not for my brothers to gain