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Yeah fatigue and tryin' to say this is what art is Tryina find time to kiss my daughter I missed the whole first year of her life And most of the second promoting these records Guess me and my father just alike When I needed him he was off in the night And my mother he never called his wife When he was in prison I never bothered to write I don't know where my personal life ends And the public one begins Fuck money got need to make ammends With the brothers I used to call friends Baby mothers I would run a pair Got me gussing in chain, rolling my reefer Reminiscing stuff on rocks and the soul in my sneakers It was hustle or die, guess I'm living my dreams Hating the fact I'm in love with the lie [Hook] I'm too proud to beg, too angry to cry Got me wondering why? Somebody tell me why I'm in love with a lie I'm too proud to beg, and too angry to cry Got me wondering why? Somebody tell me why I'm in love with a lie. SongtexteSomedays I wake up and I don't wanna ride it Go to the lab, everyone's invited Yeah, I swear nothing's exciting Today's never sunny it's just thunder and lightning Fighting like I'm rumbling with tyson For the love of the public got me stuck in this climate Yeah, wondering why I'm even fucking with rhyming Since a younging all the struggle with timing All I need some good weed, some red wine Yeah, instead of all of these dead lines Anticipation, fancy and waiting Knowing nothing of your man's situation I travel light but the load's heavy enough Done enough, already give up What I say to myself, but this is what I do At the end of the day, I do it for you, you Got you nigga, news Got me sitting confused Hit the spliff and take a sip with the brew Nothing coming from my lips but the truth [Hook] I'm too proud to beg, too angry to cry Got me wondering why? Somebody tell me why I'm in love with a lie I'm too proud to beg, and too angry to cry Got me wondering why? Somebody tell me why I'm in love with a lie. Aus Songtexte Mania