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I could barely rap, I could barely dance I could barely laugh, I could barely hang And there's a male stripper doing a belly dance For me and my boyfriend still the same And I'm drunk as fuck, nigga sucks up For a reason to get my bucks up And the reason I care about society Is a good enough reason just to hire me But honestly, see my mom can't walk and her lungs don't work like they used to And I feel like it's my fault 'cause of music I be saying shit just to fucking ruined it, I'm truant But truthfully, the words had damage and it's fooling me But even more cruel to be, this is here for you niggas that paid to hear me Sometimes I be wondering, why I been tripping off And I should probably spend my time writing rhymes in the dentist's office That's killing two birds with one stone When I was younger, way before I was grown I wanted a deal with Death Row or Rhymesayers I'm saving my time for mics later I might save it, depending on the shit that y'all write later I hate writers; I hate tweets; I hate journalists They hate truth; they hate peace; they want my niggas to burn Flicking on the face of my wrist watch Watch the time stop just to speak up, watch life unfold SongtexteAnd between the tick-tocks, speeding down the one way Fuck these signs, fuck these lights, put my life on the line When it feel right, I'm fine, no I'm not lyin', don't ask me I'll pay the fine, I'll pay the toll, just hope I don't crash it But hey, if I do, it will be a blaze of glory Engulfed by the manifestation of death behind me All my life I've felt inadequate, and through the years I've dealt with Tragedy after tragedy, God, send a message Send a messenger my way, never claimed to be a saint, forgive me Feel like the light that I was blessed with has diminished I'm haunted, by the visions of my youth turned true I've come to expect my expectations aren't true But I'm a master of believing my lies And you can't break me, and I can break at the speed of light I'm afraid to share the bed, what if she want money later Like she got laid off, uh, hit my lawyer for some paper I'm afraid to speak my pains like you're lucky where you at You cool but quit complaining 'bout all dat That's why I'm showing up late I'm not tryna be a dick, but my time is not to waste For myself, for the small talk with my sensei, where my sense at? Four-cylinder go round, Lincoln Tahoe pick me up Drop me off, I got bubble under my biceps, meet me into the sidestep Ego is getting sized up, I be on butterfly effect Fuck it I'll be myself now, tell 'em I take no shit now Tell 'em they work for me now, tell 'em my tears, they bleed down Tell 'em I work like what, what time for me now Wondering who is me now, wondering where you been now Lose you in crowds, I see you now, fourteen, I see 'em all inside of me now Bank account with less fees now, make it from ways to feed now Thinking of ways to be everything but right now It's crazy how things that are best reminisce when we check ourselves It's crazy how people who left started feeling left out when we set for health Still a custom to nights filled with solitude I don't always remember to call goodnight I don't always remember my altitude I don't always remember to stop the fight But I might check my sight, it ain't right Yeah I know, but my strife overwhelms, every night Until I'm forced to close my eyes Brain disease, parasite, eating me from inside Emotions bleed, I can't believe, how I'm sleeping through the night Aus Songtexte Mania