Feenom - Hard To Consider lyrics

rate me

Hard to consider life, grace, what they consider me

Young niggas pray to remember, not to remember me

Bruised egos, started from home …legendary, begin to feel like just a memory

My eyes haven’t seen a different side

From the fact that I suffer from genocide in a city where homicide

Is …heroes and tunnel eyes, the folk that we rely on

We love to just rot on the swing, so niggas see us

Been through the highs and lows and now I’m blowing past

Our leaders, believers come across as a torch, lighting my way through the tunnel

Blating to see what they hate, time to escape, my poem is a plate

To the Lord I’m giving my grace but before I throw out that plate

I’ll show my niggas an eight, poured my space but I needed …

I’m pausing, all this be lyrical vivid

Reminisce one day with my niggas, they told me to get it

Reminisce some days when I started to kill them through riddles

And coming through with an army of niggas that love to come with you

Bodyguards armed with some …. ‘cause you still up here

Talking to hitters, it’s never forgiven, I’m on with my mission

Ain’t shit you could tear it, thank God He gave me a reason

And never stopped till I get it, can you hear me, my niggas, say, can you hear me

That’s when I’m tryna make sure these niggas gonna have to fear me

Until I touch the ground use this tech, gonna have my CD removed from situations

That surely won’t benefit me

It’s crazy, it’s funny, I’m gaining my fortune regardless of money

Out the ghetto with two broads, they only holler was money

Take it out for the moment and use it all for the police

Take my grind to the pentacle then I sign where I want it

Yeah, missing my name, call me at the same time …be a land mine, is dangerous

Lighten up, ten at you, that tan line, envisioned my limits

Never limited to a standby, it’s deep, deeper than that snake hole you crawled at

Snake ass niggas came and tell what I’m speaking about

I’m speaking about that pain, my journey through that mud don’t even mirror all the shit that I’ve done

Even though I can’t see it, I’m always hiss and blessings

Even though this battle being lost, I still don’t need no weapon

Let me live a lil’, my nigga, get out my fucking tests

Ain’t no experiment my nigga, so why you tryna test me

You know I realized I’m affected by the message, got me stressing

In this world I’m on my own, nigga, young and restless

I hear the wind saying, “Go!” but what’s my destination

You ain’t even living …your verses tasteless, see what’s the use of seeking favors

You ain’t carving paper and fuck the fame, I see my dreams with my God I’m chasing

What the fuck that you spitting, nigga, my momma raised me, yeah