If only you could feel, all this pain in my chest/
See why I steal, see why I'm homeless/
Maybe then you could put all your insults to rest/
Maybe then you will see why I fucking choose death/
If only, you were in my position/
I could try to justify all the times that I'm slitting/
At my wrist with the knife, right before I start spitting/
Get on the mic while I'm high, tears blurring my vision/
Strong hearted, but not level headed/
Forced to depart from my mother's homstead/
Floating like an ark in a sea blood red/
In my dreams I envision enemies I turn dead/
Been stabbed, shot guns, smoked meth smoke blunts/
Did everything I could to forget what I've become/
Did everything I could to forget what she's done/
Did anything for you now I'm feeling so dumb/
Feeling so numb, but I can feel the Injection/
When life goes and shoots me up like a weapon/
What more can I do, done crying over you/
Done lying for food, I'm done writing in booths/
To crack a smile or too,what would it mean to you/
A cry to the moon, cause I'm feeling blue/
Sick of feeling too, man I'm not in the mood/
All I ever wanted was to be happy like you
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very deep and truthful realism 🔥🔥🔥 respect
Impressive flow n Delivery 🔥🔥🔥
If only you could feel, all this pain in my chest/ See why I steal, see why I'm homeless/ Maybe then you could put all your insults to rest/ Maybe then you will see why I fucking choose death/ If only, you were in my position/ I could try to justify all the times that I'm slitting/ At my wrist with the knife, right before I start spitting/ Get on the mic while I'm high, tears blurring my vision/ Strong hearted, but not level headed/ Forced to depart from my mother's homstead/ Floating like an ark in a sea blood red/ In my dreams I envision enemies I turn dead/ Been stabbed, shot guns, smoked meth smoke blunts/ Did everything I could to forget what I've become/ Did everything I could to forget what she's done/ Did anything for you now I'm feeling so dumb/ Feeling so numb, but I can feel the Injection/ When life goes and shoots me up like a weapon/ What more can I do, done crying over you/ Done lying for food, I'm done writing in booths/ To crack a smile or too,what would it mean to you/ A cry to the moon, cause I'm feeling blue/ Sick of feeling too, man I'm not in the mood/ All I ever wanted was to be happy like you