That’s It.

That’s it

I’m up to here

Now I’m gonna spit to so straight

You’re gonna bleed from your ears..

Mother f**ker, I ain’t broke that’s a joke..

I gave away everything to everyone and spoke…

so little about it…

I’m bathed in fear now

No one near now…

But when I feel okay to step to public sphere, ya

everyone will run with their fears, ya…

cuz I have been waiting for years…

and all tha bickering coming from you

you think I don’t hear…

It seems like it’s a mile away

but it’s s been really quite clear…

tends to smolder my mind with hatred

encapsulate it in fear…

and my name is going to appear…

on every billboard from Broadway to Sunset…

so you walk away

as if you have your heart set…

as if you played no role in my mother fn descent

when you were never worth a cent

And now you must repent…

Or be left behind

to the daily grind…

having suckas now tell you,

you’re broke all tha time…

Ya, So that’s it

You’re gonna hear it

the big voice you didn’t want to hear spit

Yup, that’s right you’re gonna hear it

tha big voice in your ears is gonna spit

Cuz’ there’s no point to walking up to a stage

in a maze, trying to complete a phrase

and everyone’s eyes just look away

You see I’ve known that my minds blown

but I want those eyes on me

drawn to me

Feel the sweat and pain I put into these…

rhymes…

cuz’ it was never about tha time spent

it was always just a way for me to vent…

All this crippling air around me….

And I don’t expect anyone to know me

I don’t expect anyone to see what I deal inside of me

When they can’t even be kind to themselves…

 

Ya, that’s it

I’m up in here…

gonna drench you in your own fear

you gaslighting King of Kings…

Your fake talkin’,

fake playing your stings…

in my ears

for years

And I’m sure you have a list of others

still trying to drown it out…

Cuz’ motherf**ker I am ain’t broke..

you made me dope…

Thanks for all the confusion and black smoke…

Cuz’ I’d rather be broke and own everything I have

Then have to cloak,

when the collectors start calling cuz’ your ass over-spoke…

Oh, now who’ll be the victim?

Who’ll be running to me when I should show you lead?

But I bleed, with my mind unable to sleep in my bed….

That’s it

I’m up to here

Now I’m gonna spit to so straight

You’re gonna bleed from your ears..

Mother f**ker, I ain’t broke that’s a joke..

I gave away everything to everyone and spoke…

so little about it…

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