Yeah, so this is one of the new songs - Sometimes, it just feels like I have nowhere to go after a bad day or something like that... Nowhere to run, y'know! Peep the lyrics!
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Story behind the song
Feelings of solitude and shit like that...
Lyrics
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[Verse 1 - Prophit]
Who can I run to when times get hard?/
Cause in all regards, God gave me the wrong cards/
Smoking cuban cigars, man, I ain't got money for that/
They play me the wrong way, the green line goes flat/
I'm blasting these cats in every rap when they wack/
But when push come to shove, my supremacy ain't a fact/
Damnit, it's all about holding weight, and not gats or drugs/
I did that, I play the field 'cause the I'm looking for love/
I need someone to hold-me, cherish me, love me boldly/
Comfort me, console-me, not fuck me over totally/
Heh, y'all don't know me, y'all just playing/
I thought I was a player, shit, I also thought we was dating/
Now, how I made-it? Maybe I really havn't/
Daydreaming of radio-time becomes a habit/
Maybe I'll do like the kids and run to Michael Jackson/
Or sin with a fatal attraction to wrongful passion/
Nowhere to run...
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[Verse 2 - Prophit]
Who can I run to when I need to get away from shit?/
My heartbeat is my rhythm, can't let you play with it/
And so I stay with it, in the dark alone/
Maybe it's harsh and tough, but this shit is my home/
And when I get my rapping on, that's when my problems fade/
But it's also slowly pushing my friends away/
And everyone I seem to love, they never stay/
I have nowhere to turn to after a bad day/
It's been like that for a while, even way back/
I had noone to turn to back when I got jacked/
Got knifed in the chest, and carried myself back/
Poured vodka in my wounds, both inside and where I got stabbed/
I couldn't find a single person to call/
I tried, but they hung up, after years, that's what's up/
I'll put my gun-up and run-up on 'em if I find 'em/
The beauty of violence, I'm wilin', but my knife is silent/
But - who can I run to?
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[Verse 3 - Prophit]
Who can I run to when I need some love in my life?/
'Cause the issue's me, that's something I can't sacrifice/
I gotta' play my cards right, but that's getting hard/
The pain is burning within, I feel my knife-scars/
They never left me, but a lotta' other people have/
First, I lost my grandparents, and then I lost my dad/
Then I lost my mom to alcohol and wine/
A few friends of mine, those I lost to crime/
I lost my brother 'cause my pops felt redeemed/
And he had love for him, but no love for me/
I started replacing lost stuff with new seeds/
Replaced my family with weed, casually smoking trees/
I believe myself to be a victim of greed/
Maybe I lost my girl, 'cause I felt a need to cheat/
Maybe I lost my friends 'cause I couldn't treat 'em as equals/
Who can I run to when I'm always pushing away people?/
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