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Yeah I try makin' a change... Yeah But stay baked as I'm blazin' my days away I ain't takin' blame, I been layin' awake in a crazy state Like they're snakin' me face to face & I ain't ever pray for a saving grace It's a game I kept makin the same mistakes To the grave when I'm laid to waste An' most cats only in it for the cake so dont say we're mates! From usin' hallucenagens To abusin' the meds, I was losing my head But I guess that I'm stupid I'm due for the sesh Nah fuck that keep movin' ahead Prove I'm the best and I loom and inpend Like a nuclear threat like who could forget? I'm a nuisance I bet they ain't used to me yet Never grew to forget lemme lose the regret I've been restin' aside with the stress that I'm hidin Bet I'll end up in a mental asylum Bendin' the time like I'm pressin' rewind Gettin' better widda pen while I rep for the island Yeah, while the temperatures risin' Heads in the sky like I'm meant to remind em- -Got me question why When I'm left widda sign at the end of my life 'Cause im wastin' my days, makin a name Maybe I'm sane, maybe I'm not, may be deranged Maybe I've changed, maybe the pot may be to blame Maybe I'm lost, maybe it played wiv my brain ... Maybe I'm hatin' the game ... Lately I ain't been the same ... Satan awaits in the flame ... Pray to get taken away It's not that deep, but it's the facts so I rap bleak Always at the back was the black sheep Now I gotta get on track like an athlete All I see is crackfiends in the backstreets Gettin' jabs like a vacinne But alas I've been stabbed in the back but the ones that I've loved When the cunts should of backed me Stuff it, I'm done widda actin' I been fucked up so dont @ me 'Cause it ain't that clear where my head is at Pen and pad like black beard widda treasure map I jus sat here bet I cracked as the pressure stacked Better act but the fact is that we met our match Yeah, won't lie when I write songs We're the bomb like Diem with a mic on Got my eyes on the prize cause life is a ride And it might fly by wheres the time gone I sat down to remember When I'd act fowl widda temper Gettin' smashed out on a bender In the background like an extra Now they're back round to befriend ya Dunno where I'll end up will I'll cross my goals- -I was on a roll til I lost control It's not my fault, was shocked I just want to bolt Like what's the toll? I'd pop nearly cost my soul Yeah, calm as it gets But nah he expected an arm n a leg The drama gets harsher and harsher Pretend that it ends for a sec then it's startin' again Pull the heart from my chest Nah lemme starve to the death I'm a bastard thats partly a mess It's hard to forget but I'm set to repress it at last Man it left all the scars in my head Well that's part of the test Or karma I guess Target the benchmark I could bar with the best Far from a pest I'm a shark and I'm after ya flesh But they laugh like I'm hardly a threat Give an ass for the rep! Nah I don' wanna garner respect, couldn't care for the charts I'm obsessed wid the art so I vent til' my past'll regress But it's hard to express got em' askin what's next
Writer(s): Samuel Sean Phillips Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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