I Go Through So Much Z-Ro

L[Hook]
I go through so much, so I try to stay fucked up
Because, when I'm sober I can't maintain
Even though I do my best, the only thing I earn is stress
So I, spend most of my days chilling with Mary Jane

[Z-Ro]
Lately I've been going through more bullshit, than a bull fighter
So when I sing my praises to God, one verse is like a full choir
My every thought is pain, strain is stressing me to death
Everyday is like a rehearsal, that's prepping me for death
I think I'm ready, because this world ain't no friend of mine
Only thing I qualify fo', is murder and Penitentiary time
Y'all should of shot me in the jimmy, instead
But I guess they was feeling eachother, and get head in the bed
Here I am, first born torn between heaven and hell
I tell my people say no to dope, but I let it sell
Need to practice my preaching, calling the kettle black
I know I'm a Pac before or not, I gotta peddle crack
Ain't nobody got my back except the laws, when they on it
So I be going for broke, demolishing my opponents
Leaving no traces, just blood on faces believe that
HK I'mma squeeze that, you won't even wan' be back

[Hook]