Yet another that was never completely finished but, mixed to some degree. Missing the hook after the third verse. Couple mistakes. Ask me if I give a f*** . Despite all that, I actually like the track quite a bit. Telling Beats (Beat)
So much of this is garbage, even I can't listen to it anymore.
Lyrics
It took 5 years of no loving, give a f*** who knows it//
Just so sick of the hoin, I took a break for the moment//
But now I'm back, strapped, and ready to feel alive//
And now when I see her eyes, I don't have the need ta beat the freak for the weak n seedy lies//
See these eyes, eenie meenie minie ho's still attracted to this thin bastard//
I spin backwards, while I'm recapping the youth I lost...they took it from me//
A bunch a crooked slutties...asking why I'm looking funny//
When they tried ta hug me, f*** me, and they took my money//
I paid them with a shook up tummy//
Took my inches of thickness stick it between their lips quick and that's where my many kids lived//
I was always in this for the love, but took a back seat, cause they were just some b*** es with no value//
Popping them valumes and any thing I get my hands on//
But now the cast is off, healed and I got my leg to stand on//
*Hook x2*
This life ain't exactly what I planned it to be//
But insanity made this man, stand at his feet//
Hand me the beat while I'm throwing up this sand in ya teeth//
Give a f*** who you are, I get ya panic released//
*End Hook*
For the first time since I can remember, I think I'm feeling happy//
Once it was foreign, while ignoring me for exactly//
The time... I depended on it most for some support//
It ain't like feeling suicidal ain't been done before//
But now I'm at ya door, knock knock let me in b*** es//
Set of balls so big, it'll take 10 kisses//
Just to cover the surface, while I hover you worthless little jerks//
You thought I was dangerous before but now I got a smirk//
That's leaving torsos twisted wit an exit wound the size of my fist//
And by the look on my face, how f*** in high can I get?//
Well I'll be riding this bliss 'til the day that I die, and collide with my violent abyss//
But for the time being I'ma try seeing why I shouldn't die needing//
Reasons why to stop supplies of this high feeling//
Feeling this so much you couldn't steal it from me//
Don't care if you try ta f*** me, know that I'ma keep it coming//
I feel as an MC, I'm finally growing into this//
Cause with this sh** , I spit a bit inventiveness, incentive is the centered bliss I tend to get with every sentence spit//
Ain't nobody f*** ing wit the mutils pulsing from this man assaulting all these salty little f*** s that try ta fault me//
No one told me life would suck as much as it does//
But such is the drug that doesn't leave you f*** ed up and hung//
Out to dry and when you call out this guy, I jump on the opportunity//
Cause getting violent with people is not that new to me//
And if you think that you would be a challenge, I accept it regardless//
'Cause I step ta my targets with a rep that connects to your neck with just a breath of my carnage and get you left in the garbage//
Pardon me its hard to see a part a these retarded freaks...
That could put a scar to me//
You wanna start with me? I f*** in pray that ya coming//
Just gimme one excuse to put this blade to your stomach//
