anatomy 1:2 - King 810

My imagination’s not a crazy one, no

I grew up in the slums where they kill anything that grows

I’m saying i can’t make these things up so

We only live reality, if you daydream then you go

And I’m tired of people saying i ain’t did nothing they did

I’m talking knife fights with kids as kids

Til one of us no longer lives

And I’ve been hanging with the wrong group again

With myself and who else

And a bunch of dead men who wanna see my name on a headstone

Finally motherfucker i can be alone

Tell my woman just to visit me from time to time

And that I love her give my family that same line

And to my brothers, give my money to my murderers

They deserve to be rewarded for their hard work

I’m hard to kill, who was with me when i was gunned down

And stabbed up

I bled alone and it changed me to a cold fuck

And friend I’ve been on this course for so long

If you knew how painful it was for me to live

You’d want me gone

I’m numb from my head to my toes

How can I feel for another soul?

I can’t even feel the fucking wind blow

And scars cover my body and im scary and im ugly

And women only touch me to tell others that they’ve touched me

And men only touch me with bullets or to slug me

And I only touch myself with a knife blade that cuts me

And the devil is a bitch who just keeps trying to fuck me

And my god is a woman who don’t give a fuck about me

Because no-one loves a killer, not truly, just trust me

Where I’m from its survival of the fittest and they all hunt me

Welcome to the worlds most dangerous game

I know you’ve heard me say it before

Now I’m inviting you to play

You better be better than just good aim

You’ll need senses you either have ‘em or you don’t

I can’t explain

Like when you walk into a room you memorize where everything is

The exits the doors the windows

Are there stairs are there kids?

Who you’ll have to take and who you’ll have trouble with

Running can be retreat or re-positioning you decide what it is

To a better vantage point

Get low and dig in and make every shot count

Because if the clip empties you’re finished

If a man approaches you at night and you have no idea why

Don’t wait to hear him speak, pull it out and don’t shoot in the sky

His eyes will widen up and aim right between those eyes

When he drops, don’t run

Stand over him and feel him die

And if anyone you’re unsure about’s around, they gotta go too

Or his family finds out

And you have people you’ve never seen coming to kill you

And I don’t care who you are and if you care or not

You’re looking over your shoulder at every passing car

You could be shot

And once you’ve felt that stress, life doesn’t get to you

Not anymore, not after what we’ve been through

And I no longer bother to ask father to forgive me

I’ve been fighting all my life, there’s no fight left in me

Every day i wake up ready to die

But when I turn the gun on myself all i see is your big eyes

And I’ve hurt you so much i can’t do it one more time

So I grind my teeth together and i try to unwind

But time doesn’t move when you’re sitting in this spot

And I’m trapped in this body with this soul i don’t want

And I think at night i cut myself, to sleep

Because i wake up, and I’m stuck to my sheets

And I don’t recall what happened

Was it me?

was it possession?

I have scars appear in my skin after dreams

Where are my big eyes where am I

I’ve lost my place at home by your side

I’ve been trapped in that killing field boy

Where it’s carry a gun or die

And cocksuckers wanna know how I’m still alive

I had to kill to get here, boy

So, next time you try

Know I was baptized in blood and gun powder at age 5

And when I close my eyes i only see one thing

A pile of hands I cut off belonging to men who’ve touched my queen and

I can no longer hold myself together

So I’m just gonna leave pieces of me laying wherever