The fuck´n society made me an outlaw.
Livin´day by day with my back against tha wall.
And when I ride in tha streetz I´m scream´n:Darkside, Darkside.
Livin´my deathrow,sorrow 4 tomorrow, live at night.
They say I'm cruel cuz I'm sell'n crack.
But I never atack,
someone in tha back,
beat one up with my whole pack.
We don't complain, it's just ride or die.
I can't explain, it's he or I.
And I can't lie, I've no respect 4 that other side.
Life éday. Will émorrow ever bring tha light?
We die 2 young cuz they think we're wrong.
Thingz ya never suspected become reality.
Watch ya back, front, do ya see an enemy?
It makez me sad, it turnz my head.
Why doe someone put a knife in my back?
My own homies tell'n me I'm heartless, cold as ice.
Can I see 2morrow? Will I ever see paradise?
Just tell me how can this be.
Heaven I'll never see.