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I don't feel a thing, only numb or I'm nervous
Pain in my eyes trying to hide that I'm hurting
Tried getting high, the drugs aren't working
Codiene cups I was drowning in purple
I feel like a dead man walking
Drew would understand it, I wish that I could call him
Every time I smoke I hear dead men talking
Db would've heard me out, I wish that I could
Have 'em by my side for a minute of the day
Visions of your face have mine twisted up in pain
Sitting by your grave think of things you used to say
It's been different since you died and I wish it never changed
I'm sick and tired, skin and bone
Brain feels drained I'll just sink more cones
I can't breathe through my nose and my throat needs a stoke
These pills only do what they're supposed to when I'm over my dose
I'm getting over it bro
Doing everything I can to trying to be a better man
Got the world on my shoulders trying to get it in my hands
See my brothers grinning with the things we never had
But what I'm doing isn't working, I need a better plan
If rapping doesn't work soon it's back to selling grams
I keep having Bad Dreams that broke and I'm back where I started
Gronks talking shit, they'll be finished if they start me
Never say it my face is 'cos my back is their target
Beefing with themselves in my inbox got me laughing
I ain't going back and forth I just send a haha
You can hide me from me but you escape from karma
She's a tough bitch and runs quick
Put a man overboard if he jump ship
If I deal with this myself there'll be bloodshed
People I grew up with I don't where the love went
Blame it on the drugs, find it hard to function
I think I'm hard to love, self destructive and impulsive
Traumatised and paranoid, jumping to assumptions
Quick to lose my temper if I think they're on some fuckery
Deep down must think the drama where's I thrive
Scared of getting hurt so I'm starting all the these fights
Stuck in fight or flight, my nervous system's fried
Only made it worse when I was burning all that ice
I'm hurting everyone I love, it's hurting me inside
I don't know how to stop, I'm doing everything to try
I only blame myself for all shit I've seen in life
Really don't wanna complain, but I'd be a liar if I said that I'm alright
So I'll tell em that I'm fine
My health has been declining ain't just pain up in my mind
Pain in shoulders and my back, head folding in my lap
I'm a soldier anything I ever lost I'll get it back
Remember getting smashed pumping Kerser Let It Bang
In the bush seshing up, even back then I could rap
But them tenners turned to sticks, then to quarters, then to packs
Only took a couple years until we're portioning these shabs
Paranormal Cracktivity, haunted in this trap crib
Ghosts of the past dissapointed, we wern't bad kids
I keep having flashbacks like a bad trip
I can't let go of the past I feel my hands stick