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Depressed
02:19
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The feeling is fear, it draws behind me in the rear.
I have to look away like I’m adjusting my mirror.
And the system's corrupted, society just don’t give a fuck,
About my mental emotions, trying to cause a commotion.
I’m being dog piled right now by the upper elites,
They’re all expecting me to beg down and lick their feet.
But they drew first blood, so I have to hit and run
While all my feelings start to get numb.
I’m feeling depressed.
Depressed, depressed, can’t handle this much stress
Depressed, depressed, tell me what happens next
I don’t know what mutha' fuckas talking about,
when all they wanna do is knock me when I’m down
Depressed, depressed, please just give it a rest.
Have you ever fell so low, you hit the bottom of the barrel,
Only for the floor to open up and send you on a path more narrow?
Well, that’s me when I’m feeling anxious, asking god to be more gracious,
Got a chip from all the wars that I endured to find my fate,
The depression infests, and then it starts to manifest,
Turning my own illusions to delusions I consume.
feeling like I’m trapped in an empty room, I am doomed.
And there’s more sadness on my plate that I have to consume to survive!
Keeping me locked within your box it’s driving me crazy,
I want to be free with equality and you remain lazy,
Can you grant me some serotonin?
Cuz I don’t know where I am going!
Quit knocking me down and shutting me out cuz I feel depressed.
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Willpower
02:48
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Lost in my thoughts trying to outrun the labyrinth, dance magic dance as I escape like a paramedic,
It’s critical, spiritual, essential for my mental health, what is hip like tower of power when I’m granted stealth.
There is no kingdom go, there’s only kingdom come, let it be done on earth as it is heaven, the soul of all humanity was building up to this, I clutch that energy in my fist, it’s called the willpower.
The willpower survives,
Every step I take gives it thrive,
Keeping my spirit alive,
while I’m serving time.
The willpower survives,
Keeps my freedom alive and rise,
‘Cause all I need to do is survive.
I walked this life alone, made a name of my own, had to seize my own throne, can tell I’m bad to the bone.
I don’t want confrontation unless you’re in my face bitch my goals are aimless like I’m looping in the matrix, if you have something to say, say it. Because I’m tired of waiting, there’s no mistake when the stakes are burning as hot as bacon. I can't spare you attention, you’re just here wasting my time. You’re stuck in mental detention, and now I wasted my rhymes.
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Redemption
02:52
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I got a bone to pick with past inconsistencies, the type of raps that blissfully, showcase my insecurities, trying to find favors doing labors like Hercules, my rhymes spot on with all critique, I speak only apologies. No fear, I spit it with sincerity, trying to pollinate the seeds, reminiscing about travesty, and what that shit did to me. I can’t be the only one walking this path without a pension, lord forgive me, I plead for a redemption.
I don’t need you to give a mention.
All I need to find is redemption.
I see fools looking for attention.
Gotta find a way to gain redemption.
Pettiness only fulled me up to try to get the last laugh, but as the curtain closed it only felt like the first draft. I want to rewrite with my pen that I use for life, ‘cause my spirit is bleeding like a stab from Judas’s knife. I’m trying to right my wrongs, put them into songs, and master hooks, keep my thoughts and wordplay in the mic outside of books, If you fucking with me you better give me attention, let's walk a path together for redemption.
I lost self control and I’m out of my brain,
my body’s a vessel used for causing pain,
I’m trying to improve my life everyday,
But it isn’t easy when you feel this way.
I swear I’m not trying to trick ya,
I don’t have malicious intentions,
All I ask for is a redemption.
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4 all Time
02:27
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I’m coming back from the hood, I told the block “what’s good”, but living life on these streets just puts me in a bad mood.
I’m tryna be yo boo, do things you want me to, can’t get no satisfaction from infractions on my mental, you, get me out my drama, keep a man off his blues, I’m trying to settle down, might have me a kid or two. Solving mysteries like my name was Scooby doo, come throw this dog a bone, so I can fetch for you.
I can be your man, you can be my,
Lover from this day, and for all time.
For all time, every millisecond, every day. Every month, every year, time just keeps slipping away. What words do I have to say, to get a bitch wet today. My life’s a struggle, constant hustle, tryna detoxicate. I’m shooting my shot, giving my all, while all y’all do is masturbate. Don’t hate the player, hate the game, you and I are not the same. I’m tryna get me a lady, Dance around and do some romance. I got a crib for my baby momma about the size of France.
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