D12, King Gordy - I Am Gone lyrics

Dear Brenda
This letter goes out to you and my kids
Pray for me
Cause' I'll see y'all again one day
Let you know daddy loves you

I just lost my job my wife is
Gone I can't go home no more
Oh this life's too hard where are you god
Your child is coming home
Lord I've tried to stay but there's no
Way I can fight carry on
If I die today please find a
Way to keep my family strong i am gone

I'm a soldier that's been haunted by Satan
I'm gonna hold a Caliber
Straight to my cranium
Created as the angriest baby since Damien
I'm grown and my family hate me
Psychopathic majorly
Drama persona, spirit Bio hazard
I create Bastards caskets for granddads
A cactus that sprout like seedless hospital
The child of a wild family
Dark cloud on top of the roof
There's nothing to lose, cabinet
Full of booze, and 2's that get rid of
Who don't understand my views
The news destroy me, not trusted
A null employee
Busted from holding a gun to the customer
They must got an APB and
I been beating my wife
Twice as much since she seen me on TV
An outcast
That's haunted because my past done had it
So when you gonna cap my Ass Motherfucker


Heroin Addict, crack heads gone wild
2 years using, 2 years in denial
All that ballow straight from
The drug centre, timberlands
Yellow thong in the middle of winter
Like where the Fuck am I going?
Who knows it's snowing
2 days from now my girl
Will be out here hoeing
For my little girls birthday I
Promised her a bike
But I also promised myself a pipe
Can't see me, ain't washed my ass in a week
I smell like feet, face full of Taco meat
I ain't Fucking my wife
Since our wedding night
Viagras, can't even give me a hard pipe
Fuck it, give me a Fucking long knife
In 2 minutes, I'll take my own fucking life
Leave my fishing rods to my son and my
Car to my girl and Fuck it
I'm a say goodbye to the world

Yo, I'm life Ffuck the jokes I need revenue
So when I Hail (get the Fuck down)
That's what you better do
I didn't want to resort to
Bringing out the guns
Or breaking in your savings wiping
Out all of your funds
But I'm a dollar away from being homeless
So late night I'm drunk
And roaming mouth foaming (grrr)
I ain't seen my kids in years
My wife left somewhere between the coke
Grief and beer now that I'm stuck staying in
Motels with rats and roaches
You eating a steak and I'm
Stealing cakes from hostess (I'm out)
Man I'll be damned if I
Be out on these streets
Watching mo'Fuckers riding round
Laughing at me
I'm a strong arm a school teacher
Stick up a few preachers (uhh)
Jack you for two pizzas (give me that)
Give me some new sneakers
I stuck the wrong kid he
Pulled out a few heaters
I hear a voice calling me
I hope it's you Jesus