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Penhead f Mr. Blackston

Hostilities in Me

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[ VERSE 1: Penhead ]It seems I have to chase paperTo truly be a playerSeen in the streets of South AcresYoung buck, wasn`t gullibleBacked out a scuffle or twoOne day I knew I`d be untouchableMy grade school days left me troubledI got swooped when I rumbledAnd became scared to throw my knucklesDid you have the days you feel like no one loves youThis place is the jungle, the streets infernoHas temperatures to burn your cajun blackCaged in a trap waitin to snapLosin control, cruisin low with LB in the flowComin to get me to smokeThat`s my folks, he knows my painRemember when I dove in the flamesNo gold chains, just angerSlowly turnin into a gangsterDealin with all the heartacheWatchin my niggas be incarceratedCan`t take it but I face itIt`s a challenge, thoughMy style is authentic, I`m still in the cutYou could say a diamond in the roughTryin to come up as a young buckI was pissy drunk in the clubWith blunts in the clubLove Harrisburg niggas for thatMy people periodThrough the years I became fearlessMs [Name] used to talk to meOur conversations would usually dawn on meTellin me to stay away from foolishnessBefore I was on some Nelson Junior shitHer words inspired my musicLewis trained my eyes to see the games people playI can see if cats is real, I can tell if they fakeSo watch what you say assumin shit`s sweetNiggas can`t see the hostilities in me[ CHORUS ]Things ain`t always what they seemThere`s a reason why I`m smokin weedThings ain`t always what you thinkSee the hostilities in me[ VERSE 2: Mr. Blackston ]Dear God, am I that bad of a man?Do I deserve all this mysery I`ve had in my hand?Don`t I deserve all the blessings that I`ve never received?All the people that I loved that just never believedAll the times that I could have been Satan`s willing apprenticeHe sings relentless in the form of a merry temptressKids at home, do not attempt thisI`m a professional with strong defencesLook through my lenses, know what revenge isIt`s what you feel when living in trenches has knocked you senselessYou wanna teach these niggas and wenches what hell`s stench isI know I`m bitter, but endless tears make my heart witherStarin for hours in a dark riverDreamiin of leapin off the deep endMy soul`s weak as weekend to weekendInside the wind I hear my destiny speakinTryin to reach this dream the best in me seekinBut my stress seems to steepenMy face is smilin but the rest of me`s weepinCryin like a bitch at times in the darkest of hoursPain and liquor`s all that Marcus devoursBut I gotta hold my hand toward the skies through hardest of showersMy soul`s a flower in the forrest of cowardsCause the hostilities in me[ VERSE 3: Penhead ]Fuck the world, who was there when I needed them?Dreamin of a way to leave my life and escapeSeein my mother get abused by my fatherHe had a drinking problem, now I think about itIt left a pain in me, what could I do in family feudsThe baby of four children, livin with four womenThree sisters and my mom who had to work two or three jobsTo make sure the bills got paidDad would wear his gambling faceEvery day of the week, weekends was spent ( ? )Guess whisky was more important than his son and daughtersStill remember him on a rampageBein disturbed out my sleep by the rageNo awakening from this nightmareIn my bed I hear the door being kicked off the hingesI`m having mixed feelings now that I witnessMy father being arrested, now junior`s left neglectedIn this cold world with no male figure to show me the ropes( ? ) five-oMy eyes was exposed to harsh realities earlyWhy does a God show mercySo I`m left with nothingStill poor, still strugglinWith a lot of pain inside of meNobody there properly to father meSo now the hostility`s in me[ CHORUS ]

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