Loser, Pt. 3 - Sutter Kain

I’ve seen life for what it’s worth, cried plenty of nights

The world was real cold, felt plenty of ice

Seen struggle, seen pain.

seen plenty of fights

Yeah, I struggle through the sadness amongst all the madness

Try to be good

But I mingle with a bad

Society was hood, life was below average

Life of fucked up, everybody was trippin'

Either they was on crack or some form of addiction

Cry tears from the ghetto in the hood where I settle

And I even pray to God to release me from the devil

On the whole another level 'cause I’m calm and I’m mellow

Rest In Peace to mah nigga, lost his life to the metal

Questions without answers

Aids, pain and cancer

Things is real serious, niggas ain’t take chances

Guns is real curious, people create answers

I’m so furious, I lost my man to the emo

As I recall last days of mah life

I relized everything I did wrong was right

Seen struggle, seen pain.

seen plenty of fights

Yeah, I struggle through the sadness amongst all the madness

Wake up, it’s the devil I see

I’d be damned if my son grow up, in the ghetto like me

Poverty and drug deal was a part of my life

I’m fucked up, baby mother

Made me want no wife

I had to work for everything, nobody gave to me

I ain’t white, so the world ain’t promise to me

In this life I see why niggas move them keys

Why we sniff that coke, why we shoot that deep

In this phase I’m life fuck life, my shit’s greasy

I’m trynna accept God in my life, but it ain’t easy

Need to be streety, but I got demons in my head

Tell me that the devil really need me

But it’s hard man, my life’s fucked up

Even God himself would say «God damn»

I say life’s a bore, fuck war

Put a gun to my head, I can’t take it no more

As I recall last days of mah life

I relized everything I did wrong was right

Seen struggle, seen pain.

seen plenty of fights

Yeah, I struggle through the sadness amongst all the madness