Im just so ****ing depressed
I just cant seem to get out this slump
If i could just get over this hump
But i need something to pull me out this dump
I took my bruises took my lumps
Fell down and i got right back up
But i need that spark to get psyched back up
And in order for me to pick the mic back up
I dont know how or why or when
I ended up this position im in
Im started to feel distant again
So i decided just to pick this pen
Up and try to make an attempt to vent
But i just cant admit
Or come to grips the fact that i may be done with rap
I need a new outlet
And i know some shits so hard to swallow
But i cant just sit back and wallow
In my own sorrow but i know one fact
Ill be one tough act to follow
One tough act to follow
Ill be one tough act to follow
Here today gone tomorrow but you'd have to walk a thousand miles
In my shoes, just to see
What its like, to be me
Ill be you, lets trade shoes
Just to see what itd be like
To feel your pain, you feel mine
Go inside eachothers minds
Just to see what we'd find
Look at shit through eachothers eyes
Don't let them say you aint beautiful
They can all get ****ed just stay true to you
Dont matter saying you aint beautiful
They can all get ****ed just stay true to you
It's only fair to warn
I was born with a set of horns
And metaphors attached to my damn umbulical cord
Warlord of rap little bastard with a two by four board
That smashed into your Honda Accord
With a 4 door Ford
But a more toward droppin an accapella
To chop a fella to mozzerella
Worse than a hellacopta propella
Got you locked in the cella
With your skeleton showing
Developing anorexia
While I'm standin next to ya
Eating a full course meal watching you starve to death
With an IV in your veins
Feeding you liquid darvicet
Pumping you full of drugs
Pull the plugs
On the gunshot victims full of bullet slugs
Who were picked up in an ambulance
And driven
To receiving with the asses ripped outta they pants
And given
A less than 20 percent chance Of living
Have a possible placement
It's a hospital patient
Storing the dead bodies in grandma's little basement
Doctor Kevorkian has arrived
To perform an autopsy on you while you scream "I'M STILL ALIVE!"
Driving a rusty scalpel in through the top of your scalp
And pulling your adams apple out through your mouth
Better call the fire department
I've hired a arson
To set fire to carpet
And burn up your entire apartment
I'm a liar to start shit (?)
Got your ***** wrapped around my dick
So tight you need a crowbar to pry her apart wit