Blowin' Circles In The Wind

(Talking in background)

Yo

Turn up my headphones

Sometimes, I don't even know if I'm coming or going

(We about to take you there)

[Chorus]

Please lord let me make it through a day without no pain

How can I make it through the fire when there is no rain?

Send me free stuff dwelling on my sins

Cause you got me blowing circles in the wind

repeat Chorus

[Verse 1: Mr Gzus]

I'm high as hell loungin' on my Ralph Lauren sofa

Caught up in this game trying to maintain the quota

Before it's over, gun talk before the gun spark

Survive this long cause of the way I keep my gun cocked

It's so dark, when I delve into my memoirs,

And it's so graphic; I strap myself with my Kevlar

Hand on my gun metal, for all the beef that's unsettled

Sold everything a thug pedalled, I'm just one rebel

Thoughts are through in mind a la Kurt Cobain

Yo, it's slow pain, like cocaine, flowing through a cold vein

I meet the odds, now I pray to the gods

My niggaz in the yard get dealt some better cards

Made Men's at large, get the fuck up ou to f Dodge

Your whole entourage will get hit up with a barrage

My choice weapon, the legacy of my legend

Will still live on, until the day of Armageddon

When I hit the dead end, yo, it's fire on the crucifix

I'm losing it, trying to figure out who's the snitch

I shed blood for my honour, on the street corner

Hotter than a sauna, blazin' marijuana

Duckin' shots and regroup I buck back, yo

Cause fuck that, that's where niggaz be getting snuffed at

Whatever's coming tell me, I'll take i to n the chin

So for every sin, I'm blowing circles in the wind

Chorus 2X

[Verse 2: Antonio Twice Thou]

I inhale and blow it out

Stress calls, in the Source no doubt

I got steam to blow the top off a pressure cooker

I had a dream; it seems frustration took us

Do I have to grab a gat to touch my fantasy?