Main Source - Diary Of The Hitman Lyrics
Ayo, straight up and down on the reel to real, if youdrug abusing child abusers don't get your shitright now, your children might grow up like thisHe was born in a jail cell, cause his mother was a conAnd in his mother's cupped arms was a newborn timebombBut it wasn't his fault he was in the cageed vault for aggrivated assaultOn his eight-year-old sisterAs Mr. Daddy stood there, instead he should have dissed herAnd now mommy's found guiltyCause she almost beat her daughter to death for spilling a glass of milk,seePoppa was a boozer, momma was a drug abuserThey were no-win losersAnd now Sonny's gotta struggleAnd another day of life to him's another day of troubleYou gotta live this life for you to try and understandThe diary of a hitmanThe diary of a hitmanSonny's making money on the norm and you know he's got another jobWhen you see him with the leather gloves onHe got a look in his eye like he wants to diePacking the nine double murder near his thigh10 G's a head, whoever you want deadWill be filled with lead, and be buried in their own redHe don't sleep at night, cause he's just like an owlOn the prowl and his lifestyle's foulA self-made boss in the ??? of his moms and popsIs what really ticks him offA flashback from the past, dad whipping mom's assFor the cash, after that she hit the stashAnd takes a blast of the trash she was hooked onAnd Sonny felt helpless, as he looked onYou gotta live this life for you to try and understandThe diary of a hitmanThe diary of a hitmanSonny got a call from the mobIt was 100,000 grand for my man to do a quick jobThe contract was plain and simpl
