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Helpless

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Hip-Hop/Rap

Helpless was released on June 24, 2008 by Babygrande Records as a part of the album Black Snow

Song Details

AlbumBlack Snow

Release DateJune 24, 2008

LabelBabygrande Records

LanguageEnglish

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM90

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Snowgoons

Performer

Equinox

Performer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Manuu Rückert

Songwriter

Detleff Keller

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Snowgoons

Producer

Equinox

Producer

Lyrics

What's going on Joey?

It's called suicide by cop

Quick and easy, no pills, no fucking around

Thought I'd try it

Woke up in the morning, wife's griping and bitching

There's no Similac for the baby, no lights where we living

No food in the fridge, this the tightest position

I'm about to lose my lid, get my sights on a victim

My wits hyper and riffing, this shit has to change

I ain't kidding, be a sperm donor, snatch a chain

Snatch a pocket book, fuck it, sell crack cocaine

Do something motherfucker, go rap for change

Aight look, I got your point, I want you to know

I'll be back in a couple hours, it's under control

I run out of the door, straight feeling lost as fuck

What the hell I'm going to do, steal an armored truck

I walk and strut, aimless as I fix me a plan

Then I bump into Damon selling 60 a gram

As I think, sticking him up ain't the wittiest scam

My gun clicks, blam, now I got his chips in my hand

I feel selfish, think I'm going to use my nine

I feel helpless, think I'm going to lose my mind

Nobody else is here to help me stabilize

I feel helpless, even when I pray to God

I feel selfish, think I'm going to use my nine

I feel helpless, think I'm going to lose my mind

Nobody else is here to help me stabilize

I feel helpless, even when I pray to God

Now I'm patting him down, trying to get all he got

With no thought process of someone calling up SWAT

With no thought process that I'm on my own block

It's like no contest if I get caught up and locked

Stalling for guap, I need all the dough he had

As I'm searching through his jacket with a police badge

Non-stop, no way man, he's a cop

My knees just lock, I can't flee, I freeze in shock

My Reeboks won't budge, though I want them to move

My mind's saying to my body, fuck, run out your shoes

Clutching my tool, I hear the sirens getting closer

Why'd I decide to ride with my toaster

Usually I'm cool and calm with my composure

Stupidly I lose my mind and say it's over, it's over

I take a breath

Put my heater to my head, there's no escaping death

I feel selfish, think I'm going to use my nine

I feel helpless, think I'm going to lose my mind

Nobody else is here to help me stabilize

I feel helpless, even when I pray to God

I feel selfish, think I'm going to use my nine

I feel helpless, think I'm going to lose my mind

Nobody else is here to help me stabilize

I feel helpless, even when I pray to God

I sit down next to Damon with my gun to my head

Thinking to myself all it takes is one and I'm dead

Then someone just said, stop, freeze, please don't do it

I look up, see cop cars and some DT Buicks

All I see's a sea of blue, a bunch of guns drawn

With a man in a stance and his hands a bullhorn

I'm Officer Grout, wait, let's talk this out

I reply, what the fuck is there to talk about

There's plenty to talk about, it's not as bad as you thinking

You don't know the half man, you ain't my dad or my shrink

In a blink my anger shifts from me to them

He can see I won't feed into it or speak his friends

An evil grin comes to my face as I shock

Fuck it, why not, I'd rather lie inside a box

Take my nine, aim it at them as time just stops

It's not a suicide now, it's suicide by the cops

Written by: Detleff Keller, Manuu Rückert

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