Life (feat. Faceless 1-7)

Nonstop moving, I'm on the fucking grind I don't wanna be nobody Cause I wanna leave a mark Cuttin' every single tie Skippin' every single lie Want to be the very best Never gonna fucking cry Everyone around me sitting in the same place Getting fucked up And sleep troughout the whole day That's not the fucking life That I'm oughta fucking chase Pushing myself to the limits as if I was in a race Slowly going insane bro I don't know if I'm gonna make it I'm at the table Learning all day and I'm really unstable Tired all my fucking life Working nine to the five And it stops me from being A happy human being Shit is not made for me Will it change we shall see Cause I'm on the motherfucking ride It's really hard to stay focused When the others get the money Being empty and atrocious Since I stopped being a monkey Eating all their fucking bullshit I feel way much better Became my own constitution Flowing like the fucking water Trough the mud and trough the gutter I'm never gonna stop Gonna change my own father And the time I reach the top He's not even gonna bother Cause the alco with no water gonna bite It doesn't matter Ya Slowly going insane bro I don't know if I'm gonna make it I'm at the table Learning all day and I'm really unstable Tired all my fucking life Working nine to the five And it stops me from being A happy human being Shit is not made for me Will it change we shall see Cause I'm on the motherfucking ride Black coupe spinning weight Cut neck, dissect, trough the brain Some said, they met, but they fake No face, so they etch My shadow they breath My shallow they wept No soul no pain Sin where I rest Blow holes, Cobain With a couple oh hoes Cold lows hold fangs But I grind for the gold Throw foes no strain I gon' travel, I gon' drip like a shogun Take a gavel to a bitch there ain't no judge You ain't see a court you gon' see the course dirt Six feet trough the floor, buried covert Let it settle, let it rip There ain't no one That gone meddle with my clique You ain't know son What you screaming for Silent, we done go to work Nine piece c4, make 'em convert Bitch left in the earth Spilling guts up berserk Said you ain't on my worth Give him some rounds and that boy boutta hurt Uppin' my weight Bitch I'm uppin' my count Check that account Know that check, it don't bounce Fuck it, today I gone over the verge Rinsing my paper of blood that they doubt Slowly going insane bro I don't know if I'm gonna make it I'm at the table Learning all day and I'm really unstable Tired all my fucking life Working nine to the five And it stops me from being A happy human being Shit is not made for me Will it change we shall see Cause I'm on the motherfucking ride