Alone in the zone
With this indo im blown
my phone is laying prone
any call that comes i gotta postpone
i must atone for my sins
im in it to win
this is my life now let the story begin
sitting on the porch
with a joint in my mouth
i hear a couple shouts
decide to duck my head south
gunshots fired and a life is retired
you decide who you stand by
when you choose your attire
but that wasn't my scene
i chose to stay clean
becoming a success in life
that was my ultimate dream
so i went in my room
closed the door and locked it
headphones blasting tunes
that nas, biggie, and pac sh*t
tasting indica fumes
while hearing these prophets
go crazy as the bass booms
like motherfuckas in mosh pits
thankful for hip hop it saved my life
would it be a cliche to call it my wife?
kept me off the street
from slanging cocaine and other drugs
instead it kept me on my feet
looking down on them stupid thugs
i got mad love for my hip hop
brothers and sisters
keep doing yo thang
breaking til u get blisters
but yea thats my rhyme
it's bout to come to an end
give me a good rating
maybe we can be friends
well that is it
i guess i best be out
it was kinda short
im high on my couch
but F*ck it whatevs
im about to blackout
With this indo im blown
my phone is laying prone
any call that comes i gotta postpone
i must atone for my sins
im in it to win
this is my life now let the story begin
sitting on the porch
with a joint in my mouth
i hear a couple shouts
decide to duck my head south
gunshots fired and a life is retired
you decide who you stand by
when you choose your attire
but that wasn't my scene
i chose to stay clean
becoming a success in life
that was my ultimate dream
so i went in my room
closed the door and locked it
headphones blasting tunes
that nas, biggie, and pac sh*t
tasting indica fumes
while hearing these prophets
go crazy as the bass booms
like motherfuckas in mosh pits
thankful for hip hop it saved my life
would it be a cliche to call it my wife?
kept me off the street
from slanging cocaine and other drugs
instead it kept me on my feet
looking down on them stupid thugs
i got mad love for my hip hop
brothers and sisters
keep doing yo thang
breaking til u get blisters
but yea thats my rhyme
it's bout to come to an end
give me a good rating
maybe we can be friends
well that is it
i guess i best be out
it was kinda short
im high on my couch
but F*ck it whatevs
im about to blackout