• last year
Transcript
00:00 [MUSIC]
00:10 Some days I just wanna up and call it quits
00:12 I feel like I'm surrounded by a wall of bricks
00:15 Every time I go to get up I just fall in pitch
00:17 My life's like one great big ball of shit
00:20 If I could just put it all into all I speak
00:22 Instead of always tryna swallow it
00:24 Instead of standing with this wall and shit
00:26 While I sit right this block sick of all this shit
00:29 Can't call it shit
00:30 All I know is I'm about to hit the wall
00:32 If I have to see another one of mom's alcoholic fits
00:35 This is it, last call, that's all, that's it
00:37 I ain't dealing with another fucking politic
00:40 I'm like a skillet wobbling until it filters off
00:42 I'm about to kill it, I can feel it building up
00:45 Flow is building up, I've been sealed enough
00:47 My cup, burn it over and fill it up
00:50 The kin is closed and blocked, team spills my guts
00:52 You think all I do is stand here and feel my nuts
00:55 Well I'ma show you what, you won't feel my voice
00:57 You won't feel it then it must be to reel the touch
01:00 Reel the touch, I'm about to tense it up
01:02 Goosebumps, yeah, I'ma make your hair sit up
01:05 Yeah, sit up, I'ma tell you who I be
01:07 I'm an ape, you hate me 'cause you ain't me
01:10 You wait, it ain't too late to finally see
01:12 With your close-minded thoughts, what you blind to see
01:15 Whoever finds me is gonna get the finest fee
01:17 Out this world, they know we're not their mind, it's me
01:20 We need peace of mind, here's a piece of mind
01:22 While I'm even lying
01:24 'Cause sometimes I don't always find the words to rhyme
01:26 To express how I'm really feeling at that time
01:29 Yeah, sometimes, sometimes, sometimes
01:30 Just sometimes, it's always me
01:33 How dark can this always be?
01:35 The clock strikes midnight, morning fools and half-mast three
01:38 If it's that fast, rhyme with this half-assed piece of paper
01:41 I'm desperate in my desk, if I could just
01:43 Get the rest of this shit off my chest again
01:46 Stuck in this slump, can't think of nothing
01:48 Fuck, I'm stuck, fuck, wait, here comes something
01:50 Nope, it's not smooth enough, swivel it out
01:53 New pad, twinkle it up and polish it out
01:55 I'm fizzling out, thought I figured it out
01:57 Balls in my court, but I'm scared to dribble it out
02:00 I'm afraid, but why am I afraid?
02:02 Why am I a slave to this trade?
02:04 Side eyes, spit to the grave
02:06 Real enough to rile you up
02:08 Want me to flip it, I can whip it any style you want
02:10 I'm a switch hitter, bitch, Jimmy Smith ain't a quitter
02:13 I'ma sit here 'til I get enough of me to finally hit a fuckin' boiling point
02:16 Put some oil in your joints, flip the coin, bitch, come get destroyed
02:20 DMC's verse three, I make 'em think they hate me
02:23 See me in shape like a chain link fence
02:25 But I look so familiar, swear this y'alls was coming
02:28 By screams of 'em, you will swear I'm sore and sober
02:30 But when you're running, you will swear that Lord was cooking
02:33 This now or never, and tonight it's all or nothing
02:35 Mama, Jimmy keeps me the notice
02:37 He said he'd be back, he did, he promised
02:39 I don't think he's honest, I'll be back, baby
02:41 I just gotta beat this clock, fuck this clock
02:44 I'ma make 'em beat this watch, don't believe me, watch
02:47 I'ma win this race 'til I'ma come back and rub my seed in your face
02:50 Bitch, I'm proud of my name, too, and hear my voice
02:53 Till you're sick of it, you ain't gonna have a choice
02:55 If I gotta scream, 'til I have half a word
02:58 If I have half a chance, I'll grab it, grab it, run
03:01 [Music fades]
03:09 [BLANK_AUDIO]

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