Glory fades and glory days ain't always what they seem Give all I got and make my salaat and dream my broken dreams I crawl inside, ball up and hide, tuck my pain away And hope to God I fall into a sleep where I can stay. We all got bills to settle, we all got a price to pay And if I make it through the night I can fight another day They say it's better to burn out than it is to fade away I just hope to God I can fall into a sleep where I can stay It was a couple of years ago that I started becoming numb No one could understand where all my words were coming from Having visions of a nine-to-five, a wife, a blunt, a son Of a life of hustle getting by with some of the running gun Is it best to be a crumb? My ex says he 'sa bum Lashing out in violence whenever my destiny it hung In the balance, rum, I'm drinking gallons, some think that my flows Are more poetic than the poems of Edgar Allen Poe But I know that I'm at a challenge though I can hold an old Calico to my dome and le! t my talents go Shit, I spent my whole life around the violence so I planted seeds of hate oh I let my habits grow I slept with the homeless, I copped with the fiends Lost the love inside my heart, I even forgot what it means Seen the ripest nights turn into the rottenest schemes But through it all I have never forgotten my dreams. When the gutters fill with blood that;s spilled from friends that pass away. And memories of eulogies while standing by their graves Just trying to survive we wind up living
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