Tragedy Khadafi - Permanently Scarred video free download

I love this tune because i can relate to it in someways, Definately one of my favourites!Plus its not on youtube and i think it deserves to be heard.

I made the pic lol i spelt permanently wrong lol

*LYRICS*

(talking)

Ma this song is for you...cuz i love you

My tears fall on the paper as i write this ryme

Its like somewhere in my life a part of me died

And through my eyes a forgotten pain...rott in vain

Escapin the hell fire runnin from flames

Seein moms on the kitchen floor

Not knowin that the dope she injected this time was to raw

Saw myself trapped in the womb tryin to get out

Consumed by this hell flamed pain i spit out

On the day we rest may our souls be free

I aint mad cuz this world made a cole like me

I forgive her cuz my mother gave us all she could

Just another black girl lost enslaved by the hood

I would trade my existance to give you breath

Guess the only guarantes in this life is death

As I look around seein im the last one left

And the things i cant change I just gotta accept

Chorus(sang by Joya)

I dont wanna wait for our lives to be over

I wanna know right now whats it gonna be

And I dont wanna wait for our lives to be over

I wanna know right now can we all be free

Watchin the heat throdle on trial cuz niggaz is tellin

My rap sheet be the novel of a predicate felon

D.A. narrator of a story untold

Homicide found some evidence the truth unfold

Painten pictures for the jury that my heart seem cold

Let me explain

This life nearly drove me insane

Cell 33 i block lay in the flat

Eatin jack mack to far cant turn back

Niggaz rather see you layin on the coroners table

Unprepared for the war an even more disabled

Turn they backs on you slay you like Kane did Able

Heard he took two in the chest an one in his navel

See my mom chose dope my pop chose the pipe

So I ryme like a triple beam balance in life

Hope the scale lean on my side so i can prevail

Most of us lay in the casket or locked in jail

Urban warfare...Guerilla combat

I seen a bullet tear a niggaz head off upon contact

So pour some Henny out for those not comin back

I pour this Henny out for my thug killa black

(Singing by B-Minor)

My days and nights are getting longer

We can make it on these corners

I cant take it anymore death is knockin at my door

Will my whole life pass me by

I try to escape when I get high

I dont no if I will survive

Will I live or will I die

I dont wanna wait

Chorus

The criminal way a foul price to pay

Another dark day reminisin on ty yey

19 dead plus had baby on the way

Its real sh*t chicken heads they dont be feelin shit

Pain runs deep in my life

It just reveals it late night

Im jumpin out the bed in cold sweat

Drippen wet playin my gate wit cigerette

Up north six months an aint seen my girl yet

She wrote me once told me she was doin her thing

Wrote her back told her live her life by all means

Peep game cuz things aint as real as it seems

Slit her own moms throat for the taste of cream

Had my man dead up for the chedda time will come

But she bounced down south an took my son

If I could reach out an touch her she just get bucked

But im locked out stressed out mad as f**k

and I down wanna wait

Chorus X3