Anything But Porcelain
Ari Gunther Hawthorn
“As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death…I take a look at my life, and realize there's nothin' left…'Cause I've been blastin' and laughin' so long…That even my momma thinks that my mind is gone….But I ain't never crossed a man that didn't deserve it…Me be treated like a punk, you know that's unheard of…You better watch how you talkin' and where you walkin’…Or you and your homies might be lined in chalk…I really hate to trip, but I gotta loc…As they croak, I see myself in the pistol smoke…Fool, I'm the kinda G the little homies wanna be like…On my knees in the night, sayin' prayers in the streetlight…Been spendin' most their lives livin' in the gangsta's paradise…Been spendin' mos