This Cant Be Living.

Too much strain from all this pain I wanna go where dont nobody know my name Sick a livin in this material, world Times done changed, the grind is getting critical Everybody wanna ball, they want it Be the boss with nice cars and floss just like stars But, just give me everything ya claim ta be You wanna really witness pain, you should hang with me These blues, I bet'chu wouldn't want to sang with me I'm in the fast lane, switching, dipping, living dangerously Anxiously, trying to flip and get a grip on my mind No more slipping, no more slipping, my God No longer will I try to fight for my life, and even if I die, Everybody know that I done got by Somehow I made it out this cold cold world I'd rather be a corpse than warped in your world Cause this cant really be living No we aint really living Cause this can't be living This here aint living....