制作
出演艺人
Jyroscope
表演者
Montana Macks
表演者
Dominic Pettis-El
说唱
Robert Moman
说唱
Max Yas
鼓组编排
作曲和作词
Dominic Pettis-El
词曲作者
Robert Moman
词曲作者
制作和工程
Montana Macks
制作人
歌词
Trying to fight my way out my head
In my head’s where they led an army against a better me
I been workin’ every day almost dead
Fed up with my head in my hands
Y'all, I’ll never leave
I complain 'bout the stress, got this pain in my chest
I’m afraid what’s next will be the death of me
I’m losin’, but still, I’m not movin’
It’s time to bring the troops in
Can’t complain to the missus
Why we ain’t gettin' business?
It don’t pay when you winless
It’s hard to play your position, 'cause It can change at the scrimmage
It’s on display, the ones that play this awful game aren't the fittest
I contemplate my existence
Over a drank or two wishing that I was a pay-per-view darlin’
Star making bank from my vision like Wanda’s painful decision
Kill what I love and avenge it, but this ain’t cinema is it?
This is dilemma in real-time, not one dangerous mission
The shark tank of statistics, like jaws
Life’s stark and I can’t pay mark a visit
I stay parked, they raise all bills taxes, and tickets
They rape hard, escape charge
Still break backs of the witness and attack us for listening and filming
Trap us and kill us and they don’t ask for forgiveness
Rather have Chicago Shaw shanked up and packed into prisons
Tell me why do you hate all of us if that’s what we’ve given?
I’m losin’ this battle, don’t think I’m actually living
Trying to fight my way out my head
In my head’s where they led an army against a better me
I been workin’ every day almost dead
Fed up with my head in my hands
Y'all, I’ll never leave
I complain 'bout the stress, got this pain in my chest
I’m afraid what’s next will be the death of me
I’m losin’, but still, I’m not movin’
It’s time to bring the troops in
I’m tryna fit my whole life into 5 binders
Misery is like the anthem to the side-liners
Talk is so cheap, you can penny-pinch and hold commas
Gotta a lot to say but not to waste on a lone island
Talking bout that downfall, talking bout that emo
Talking bout that train nod, where the hell did we go?
Tell me where you coming from and I can show you three more Everybody’s battling, they tryna make those free throws
All in all, I’ve been digging
Enduring through all buffetings of life
Tryna beat this addiction of feeling emptier inside
Opportunity’s window is like a whisper in the night
I just hope that I’m listening, too much noise in my mind
Ask if I’m making a difference, I don’t know
Am I the biggest threat standing against me? Maybe so
Self-doubt is holding me hostage in the scope
There's a war going on inside me
Here we go
Written by: Dominic Pettis-El, Robert Moman

