[Intro - DXRKEMOTIONS]
Sometimes I feel like life would be better if I just...
Nevermind
(Yeah)
[Interlude - DXRKEMOTIONS]
I wrote these lyrics after I take my meds
I heard your tracks, they put me to bed
Wonder when I’m gonna cause some bloodshed
For now I’ll just play out these beats in the shed
Scratch that, I’m flushing these meds after ten
Wonder why people keep calling me Ted
I’ll do big things if I get off the mеnd (men)
For now I’ll keep putting this gun to my head-
[Verse - G-Up]
Let’s takе a flashback to the ProTools
I know I was gonna get it, I’m supposed to
Devised all my rhymes, say ‘fuck you’
And everyone who doubted me, they come back, they’re old news/
Shit blowing up like a bomb, fuck, cause I’m doing this shit all the time
I start flowing, and growing, the more I keep going, the more-
Fire this song is with hard work, the ones, I won’t do it again/
Don’t need a bitch to get likes on the ‘gram
Only thing I need, is myself and the fam
Hopefully, one day I’ll have all the fans
Every night I hope life will get better, I got out of bed and start writing a letter
These people are corny, just focus on cheddar
Just focus on you, and get yourself better/
Talk about it, got it out the mud
Fucking levitate, ‘cause I’m doing as I should
You a fucking featherweight, and I’m drinking for a buzz/
Covered in dirt, ‘cause I got it out the mud
‘Cause I got it out the mud
Yeah I got it out the mud/
Always doing what I wanted, ‘cause I never gave a fuck
You wish you were, you were gonna, but you never say what’s up
You a pussy, you a (bitch), and you always giving up!
Shit, ‘cause I’m buying a Nike with checks
Might as well call me a Psych, I’m next
I could pop a Vicodin, but digress
I can’t tell you the last time I didn’t connect/
Now focused on grief, and shit, I’m at peace
I don’t gotta’ worry ‘bout shit, but the beats!
I used to just plead now, and get what I need, now-
I’m working my ass off, I know it ain’t free!
[Verse - DXRKEMOTIONS]
Free? That would be me
If this sickness would wear off of me on some
Weed/
Question my thoughts like I wouldn’t believe
I’d be in this predicament at age twenty/
(Hey)
I’d question myself
Never knew when I would reach out for help/
But the doctor just cut me off from reaching out
So, I guess these notebooks will do for now/
When I said I was psychotic, up the dose like chronic
Got the pills on the front, like Relapse, I’m spiraling/
(What?)
Man, I said I’m spiraling/
Losing myself, like 8 Mile did to Eminem/
And I’m on the mend, so you know I benefit
From the played-out lyrics, Ludacris, better move man/
Mr. Nice Guy, boy, wasn’t that a white lie?
I just fell asleep, listening to “No Pressure”, why-
Would I fight back, with a gun to my head
Even Tom Cruise would say
“Just Empty That Clip”
“I know he would, that’s why we don’t want this!”
Didn’t say that in Nice Guy, did you, tight lips?
Another fallacy, it’s been entrapping me, like Ford power seats
This rap, it strengthens me, and helps me fill the pen with murder ink
The damage done to me, is irreversible, like Kid Cudi!
But I’m not Tryna’ start no beefs, I’ve been cooking in the lab/
(meth?)
No, idiot, some recovery instructions
For when y’all decide to fix this chaos I’ve
Consumed, and resumed to push further towards doom
When they want the debut, I’m like, it’s coming soon!
Sit tight, grab some chair
Don’t be going anywhere
Pistol clenched like steel
Let me *pop* *pop*, refill!
[Interlude 2 - Announcer]
Attention! Attention!
This is the police department!
This capital has now been declared inhabitable!
[Verse 3 - DXRKEMOTIONS]
Sent me through the ringer, and I came back meaner
Got the grit for the rhymes, if they want the Reaper
Been on standby since I was about age nine
Didn’t know when these rhymes would hit fruition
But I’m reverse engineering these rhymes in the kitchen
Got about one more batch ‘fore my record finishes
I know what I’m doing, I don’t need no navigation
Let me drop off this track, here, Garrett, take this shhhhhhhh…
