Angry

                 Anger flows through my veins, when I think of the past

                            Ever so haunted, when will it pass 

                 Growing pains, the things I've done and things I've seen 

                     Would I be here today, if you know what I mean 

                      The struggle to grow up, the city I was raised 

                The things I did to see eighteen, should I really be praised

                     Ive done it all, robberies, car theft, hustling rock 

                        Cut people, been cut, hell even been shot 

                       No father figure around, had no one to follow 

                       So I did what I had to, just to see tomorrow 

                      I remember the day, my friend died in my arms 

                           Shot in the face, as we sat in the car 

                                 Over what, a couple of bills

                       That day in my lap, I watched his blood spill

                     The loss of family and friends, a life of darkness

                        Haunted by it all, but I push on regardless

                       Now a successful man, it's been many years

                         It never gets easier, so I still shed tears

                           If I could, I wonder if I'd do it all again

                I don't know, so I carry this anger till the day my life ends