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Oba P Oseghali
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I used to have dreams of killing myself 14 I was miserable I figured I'd start rappin' 'cuz at home I felt invisible Had dreams of the mother land While, fearing my mothers hand My, dad would be working While my, mother fucked other men Nigga how about that Life ain't simple as it seems I put the meaning in that Too scared of what the future held So I denied it I was pissed I didn't make it yet The root was my defiance Let the fire burn And let that shit rock Noose around my neck, when Imma do it? Nigga tick tock Feelin all of this shit piling like sand dunes Couple years ago you would find me dead in my bedroom Told me keep on going till I find some peace So Imma lay this shit down so I can die in my sleep They told me keep on going till I find some peace So Imma lay this shit down so I can die in my sleep I put the meaning and love in all of my craft But why the fuck I'm takin' tests if there's no chance of me to pass nigga All my life I was focused on being that nigga People that I used to know still askin' if I rap nigga Not happy with this shit I never been I mean it man Discouraged 'cuz I thought that I would blow like a ceiling fan I started writing lyrics for this shit just for some clarity Now every time I hit the studio it's like it's therapy uh Nobody there for me uh My brother scared for me uh My girl keep telling me you You ain't been there for me uh I was raised towards emotions to never mind him So when I started looking for myself I couldn't find it I couldn't find it never I couldn't find it remember shit so vividly that I can go rewind it Remember where I was when I got word of Tommy's death And I remember every second of the day my mama left And so it's fuck that bitch I'm screaming fuck that bitch Don't give a shit about nothin' don't even love that bitch And so it's fuck that bitch I'm screaming fuck that bitch Don't give a shit about nothin' don't even love that bitch dawg I talk about that shit so much sound like a broken record Heading toward the point where the music ain't had me feeling better Had it mentally maybe if I just spit it clever Niggas would just notice me recognition I got it never Trynna hit my phone but I ain't there They yellin' "black is the color of my true loves hair" Can't even try to write man I just sit and I stare Seven years been trynna make it off a kick and a snare Told me keep on going till I find some peace So Imma lay this shit down so I can die in my sleep They told me keep on going till I find some peace So Imma lay this shit down so I can die in my sleep
Writer(s): Oba Oseghali Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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