Invetro Lyrics - Singles - Organized Konfusion

Two weeks before my old man busted up in her 

My moms never walked slow 

Now she smoke crack, sit back and listen to talk shows 

I hope she don't eat pork fried rice tonight 

See, the cholesterol already got my arteries tight 

I might select even before she injects her lethal chemicals 

To wrap the umbilical cords around my neck 

Shit, I'm pissin' in the abdomen 

Two and a half weeks old, already thoughts of stabbin' men 

Unravelin' plots and plans for thievin' and shit 

Immune to the gospel, not believin' in shit 

Where the fuck do I go from here? 

'Cuz when the afterbirth disperse, it's hard to persevere 

I swear I can't fuck with it 

She hits about two packs of cigarettes a day and I'm stuck with it 

The asthmatic, internally scarred from crack addicts 

Who share needles outside in the rain 

On Kraftmatics and laugh at it 

I guess for them it seems funny but soon 

I be the nigga who kills for petty money presume 

Inside this 'Temple of Doom' we throw the womb 

I bloom to be emitted in June, considered a coon 

Livin' my life incomplete though 

On the edge of destruction, invetro 

I'd rather not be born 

Than to be scorned in this world of hate 

Where life escape me and stick me like thorn 

Wild like child pornography, the autobi of the unborn 

I'd rather not be born 

Than to be scorned in this world of hate 

Where life escape me and stick me like thorn 

Wild like child pornography, the autobi of the unborn 

Overshadowed in darkness where curiosity is my light 

Fear it but very coherent that there's a fifty percent chance that I might 

Not make it in spite of the fact it's my life 

And can't take it, knowin' that I'm losin' this fight 

To contradiction, the love with the hatred inviting friction 

Umbilically inflicted, watchin' my life go down like Christion 

Understand mommy dearest is confused right now 

But my faith brings us through someway, somehow 

From now I vow to invest the livin', bow only to God 

The coke's tokes and tell-lie-vision violence already got me scarred 

Disregard what the devil allowed on my set 

This city's number one threat, huh 

Bet I could probably run for mayor on some shit like that one day 

Or get my hustle on just like my dad, quiet as kept for the long stay 

Flow as a positive form to first step 

I want some friends and a ill-ass fuckin' neighborhood rep 

600 Benz gooseneck with a Nakamichi system in it 

Graduated from a rookie, rolled-up windows tinted 

Desire presented for ice cream, Big Wheels, local rented movies 

From 'Power Rangers', 'Lion King', 'Toy Story' and 'Goonies' 

But the bomb, at least that's what I heard 

Beyond my 9 to 5's, I write a dope rap song 

But with your insides gone the vision is frail 

Dreams can't set sail 

From all that unprotected sex and cold ballantyne ales, oh, well 

I still prevail, God always has something in store for me outside this hell Move on, torn in the eyes of Allah, scorned 

When the dawn distortion upon my abortion clinic visit in the morn 

I'd rather not be born 

Than to be scorned in this world of hate 

Where life escape me and stick me like thorn 

Wild like child pornography, the autobi of the unborn 

I'd rather not be born 

Than to be scorned in this world of hate 

Where life escape me and stick me like thorn 

Wild like child pornography, the autobi of the unborn 

I'd rather be born, shine as the true and livin' 

Spawned to live this gift to the fullest, shit is on 

Still rethinkin' my position until I'm gone, mission is to elevate mind 

Glisten, destined forever, weather the storm