Pouya Max Lyrics
Max by Pouya
One in the morning
Got a phone call from his homie
And he told him
"Wake the fuck up 'cos we got a job we must do"
We got the crew
Couple of brews
And everybody was packing a tool
"What do I have to do?"
He asked the man in charge, responded "Just be cool"
Go in the alley, hop out the whip and shoot one of the kids with they friends
Pop, just like that, and you'll be with us till the end
Thought to himself
"Damn, this don't make me a man"
But, he proceeded to open the door and walk up with the nine in his hand
He took to the car, driver pulled out
Congratulations, you one of us now
He wasn't proud. This life he had, he didn't want it
But he got it there's no turning back
Wishing that he never touched a mac
Everyday he wakes with a conscious on his back
And now he looks up in the sky, like "Who the fuck am I"
Just wondering and he be asking God when is his time
Fucked up in the masses of jail and know max
Been through a lot of shit
So why I be feeling remorse for the kid
When the violence in others be forcing him
-Freeze motherfucker, turn around!, turn around, I'm just gonna fuck you
Turn around motherfucker! ...Shut the fuck up!
I'm gonna fuck him up! ...Shut the fuck up!
-Please don't shoot me, alright?
-Shut the fuck up!
??...??
Next morning he rolling solo on his way to his school
Still thinking about the tool that he used to end somebody's life
He turned around and headed back to his house
He had this mean weight on his shoulder that he had to get out
He walked in and grabbed the gun and sat back in his car
He wants to throw the gun in a river and get rid of the scar
So, he driving and ducking and diving the traffic with graphic videos of what occurred
Not paying attention he slammed on the brake and turned as he hit the curb
Witnesses approaching called the 9-1-1
He was sitting up in his car
More blood than Red Rum
It was rolling straight down his cheek
As he thought it was fate that he was 'bout to meet
But with all his strength, he managed to stand up on his two feet
As the ambulance took him away, he wishing that he gon' live another day
He feeling like this was the price to pay (pay)
For yesterday
Remorse and sin, they go together
Max learned this lesson for worse or the better
So looks like he's gon' have a couple more storms to weather
Got a phone call from his homie
And he told him
"Wake the fuck up 'cos we got a job we must do"
We got the crew
Couple of brews
And everybody was packing a tool
"What do I have to do?"
He asked the man in charge, responded "Just be cool"
Go in the alley, hop out the whip and shoot one of the kids with they friends
Pop, just like that, and you'll be with us till the end
Thought to himself
"Damn, this don't make me a man"
But, he proceeded to open the door and walk up with the nine in his hand
He took to the car, driver pulled out
Congratulations, you one of us now
He wasn't proud. This life he had, he didn't want it
But he got it there's no turning back
Wishing that he never touched a mac
Everyday he wakes with a conscious on his back
And now he looks up in the sky, like "Who the fuck am I"
Just wondering and he be asking God when is his time
Fucked up in the masses of jail and know max
Been through a lot of shit
So why I be feeling remorse for the kid
When the violence in others be forcing him
-Freeze motherfucker, turn around!, turn around, I'm just gonna fuck you
Turn around motherfucker! ...Shut the fuck up!
I'm gonna fuck him up! ...Shut the fuck up!
-Please don't shoot me, alright?
-Shut the fuck up!
??...??
Next morning he rolling solo on his way to his school
Still thinking about the tool that he used to end somebody's life
He turned around and headed back to his house
He had this mean weight on his shoulder that he had to get out
He walked in and grabbed the gun and sat back in his car
He wants to throw the gun in a river and get rid of the scar
So, he driving and ducking and diving the traffic with graphic videos of what occurred
Not paying attention he slammed on the brake and turned as he hit the curb
Witnesses approaching called the 9-1-1
He was sitting up in his car
More blood than Red Rum
It was rolling straight down his cheek
As he thought it was fate that he was 'bout to meet
But with all his strength, he managed to stand up on his two feet
As the ambulance took him away, he wishing that he gon' live another day
He feeling like this was the price to pay (pay)
For yesterday
Remorse and sin, they go together
Max learned this lesson for worse or the better
So looks like he's gon' have a couple more storms to weather