Thrilla (Anonymous)

Anonymous (Two timing again)
Came from da struggle it was hard to live
Soul can't breathe in da streets need oxygen
Can't tell you bout my dream gotta accomplish it
They Hope it don't happen like god forbid
God forgive all dese haten niggas haten on a nigga
My 40 is not a lady killer
But it's throwin blows like thrilla in minilla
Ion wanna miss out on dis money so I'm restless
Everytime I show love I'm regretting da shit
Im cutting all ties ima Sever da shit
I think I do better when im separate
I ain't have no meal but my mind on a million
Starvin at night turn a hero to a villian
You got a couple hunnid but it ain't that simple
Fuck which way it go been thuggin on my own
He put himself thru trials he was tryna make a name
Not knowin what it bring he done brought himself pain
Hatred in his brain he got no one else to blame
Stuck in da rain it'll never be da same
We hop out clutching on a torcher
Knock knock nigga what's da hold up
And I cant reciprocate what my thoughts are
Da history of da situation was torture
I'm smokin weed meditation I'm goin up
I'm talkin double G i ain't drunk but I throw it up
I jus want my bread thick like a cold cut
They think I'm two timing da way dat I double up
They tried to claim da same gang they was never us
I ain't gotta explain dat dem boyz from da oceanfront
Last niggas they beefin wit they told on em
And I heard from da grape dat they rolled on dem
Dat boy must kno sumn
Seen him wit a stick he ready to go huntin
See he wit da shits but he jus want his bankroll up
Dat boy throwin Gz all da way till froze up
Nigga folded on him but he said he don't kno him
I told da DTs he don't kno dat man
Dat is not me in dat photograph
Den why he put yo name in it
I don't really kno I prolly slayed his bitch
You kno how things can get
Dis like da 3rd time I hit dat same liq
Man I heard dat rap it's some fake in it
When he said soul trapped what you think he meant
No mask no cape ain't no Savin him
Bodies keep droppin save a grave for dem
It was blood Wea he stood but he hang wit dem
No face no case so they labeled him

I got these pictures yea they stuck on my mental
No I can't escape these visuals
No food on my plate is was critical
I had to scrape the residuals