Killa Chronic - It Iz What it Iz Lyrics

Approximately 5 6 misguided
And impatient quit yapping man just light it
On autopilot I'm feeling turbulence
Back on Earth again I hit the curb and fence
Extraterrestrial
Telepathically speaking to you through your stereo
Bout wasted days and wasted nights
Different jobs cause rapping ain't paying for baby wipes
Shoes for Junior my oldest wants a necklace
Flaking out on brauds cause it's hard to afford a beverage
Life is Tetris
If I can't fit the pieces all together by the end then what's the point in trying to finish
No I'm not suicidal
I'm flipping through the Bible feeling like a new disciple
Psychotic is it biologic?
Is it something brought on by narcotics
I wish my mind was empty as my pockets
I wish that I could wish upon a comet
I wish the devil wasn't in the cockpit
I just want some solace
Knowing when I walk through my metropolis
They exposing weakness out of kindness
Catch you smiling
You might just get them pearly whites knocked into your sinus
Cavity don't cry yet
Tragedies are frequent like flyer miles
Shooting kind of wild
Hopefully someone's providing vials for blood loss
And even laws can end up getting slumped
Sauce dripping down the dash
He didn't have a fast enough draw
Be punctual smoke something get comfortable
Flirting with death she don't believe in prenuptials
Leave with less than what you started with
Dead broke reputation tarnished with
A closed casket unrecognizable
I'm just saying she's reliable but cold as icicles
Maniacal the title of this murder cycle
It's either primal or it's tribal jealousy or rivals
I peep game yeah I'm dead set yeah
I'm evading stayin ahead by ten steps
Evading time every time the engine turns
Avoiding church will I get rinsed or will I burn
I'm not adhering to any interference
No cut no cement with the coke appearance
No nuts no glory
Are you the chinchilla or the limestone quarry
Stay inside or load the 40
The choice is yours but don't misinform me
Thinking that you got my back and then I end up getting worn
On a T pressed with the iron still warm and so fresh
Never mind that I'd rather manifest
Riches I live long enough to see and then invest in
After school programs HIV screening tests
Drug clinics and houses for the homeless
No less than 16 ounces just to smoke
Work too slow to catch up
Behind on child support they stole my social so the plasma
Donation route I want to take
I gotta wait
Can't fake but straight up I ain't trying to conversate
Cause they don't want to see me flourishing
They just want me packing up my pipe with what I'm purchasing
Thought surface what's my purpose in it?
Strike it rich or reach a person with it
Well if you feel like you got a cursed existence
Regardless if you're visiting church or you're burning incense
Regardless if you're trapped in your mind or an earthly prison Every major move begins with a firm decision
I paid dues got played and recovered from it
A bunch of luggage on my back but still I touched the summit
Clothes falling out the hefty bag
I had a dollar for a black I'm taking every drag
They love it when you're downloaded scrounging for pennies
The come ups even worse when you can't tell where all the envy's at
Applause but underneath the whispers
They want your babies suffering through Christmas
They want your company to dismiss
The work you put in building it from nothing to a big biz
But what's it take to fix this?
Flick your bick then click your blick until it click clicks
I hope it inflicts damage they can't manage
If they live he's gonna need that breathing apparatus
Send a package to his baby mama's address
With his mic hand and the tongue he tried to rap with
Let her know that he's an average ass cabbage patch
Lacking class capper slash nasty rash having ass
Whose girls a hooker
That's why I took her gave her back soon as I shook her
She aight in the looks department That's the rules of war time to put her up for auction
Don't get lost in my thoughts
You see the yellow tape that they putting up for caution