Killing the Bad Vibe

Killing the bad vibe
Feelin' like a gang guy (Yes Sir!)

Killing the bad vibe
Feelin like a gang guy
Killing my anxiety in cold blood feels like
I can deal with this fucking life
I can deal with this fucking life
Why you pretend to be someone Else?
Why you trying so much to impress And flex?
Is it for the sex?
Or something more complex
Why you don't fuck the rest?
Take out the stress
Why you acting reckless?
Now you feel less
Why you let judgment effect your Soul
And you start playing a different role
Fucking hoes, drinking, smoking Pilling, sniffing doesn't make you a Man, it's a lie
(It's a lie)
Selling drugs (Selling drugs) carrying A gun doesn't Make you a tough guy

Talking and walking like one
Doesn't make you, a gangsta man

Talking and walking like one
Doesn't make you, a gangsta man

Cause you a baby boy, easily effected
Easily manipulated, a boy that is Afraid to be rejected
Don't play the man, stupid boy
This things don't bring joy
I'm 22 but listen to me, I'm wise like 82
Mature since 2002

I was 10 when mom kicked out my Dad
Said to her, I'm the man
Now, fuck dad
I don't need one (1) she count for Two (2)
We three (3) in the family, the Fourth (4) out the room

I was four (4) but I could see the World
I could see the war, people's fake role
Ego over love, every one with no Wisdom
Expressing their opinion
Listening to fake rumors
Pretending to know, but no one Knows
Manipulating their kids with wrong Beliefs, destroying their kids by Pop-In pills

Different religions with lack of Freedom
Every one slave on their own Kingdom
Do this, don't do that
You good if do this, bad if you out of The pack
Suicide attempts turn to accidents
Parent abuse turn to outside violence
Our Society become worst than the Jungle
Because parents can't handle
The fear of being judged And Criticized
Ego over choosing their kids side
Listen to your kids, Stop the pressure
Anxiety rising take measures



Credits
Writer(s): Los Ange
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