Play it back

I make a sign of a cross just standing there praying if this shit will ever stop

Cause I’m sick to bloody death of all the hate and the lies

Cause this life is so hard it’s even harder to cry

But it’s hard to find the words in my fucking mind

I don’t know how to talk em so I just pour it out with rhyme

But only if you could feel how I feel

I feel like slitting my throat if it would fucking help

In my dreams yeah a day of fucking haunted

I’m sitting in a dark room while the walls are talking

Could be the trips that I had a while back

But now they’ve left me feeling like I’m fucking trapped

I work my ass off and my fingers to the bone

Fuck illuminati I got Jesus on the phone and all this hate I cop it left, right and center

By spitting these raps just proves that I’m better

Don’t know why but I can see how it’s coming

I think of people and I got fucking nothing

So I slit my wrists to try and stop the pain

Only makes it worse and now I’m going insane

Drugs have fucked me up and now I’m fried in the brain

I should have thought first before igniting that flame

But I take a hit it relieves the stress

Every morning I wake up feeling more depressed

As I’m walking on the path that I fucking set

All this shits coming from my heart

You ain’t heard it through a song

Now I’m thinking is my mind contradicting

God sent me here and now I’m on a mission

But it’s got me thinking should I end it all

But then I get reminded I got my raps to live for so I keep going

I’m rising to the top you can come with so I can fucking throw you off

I crack a bottle to try and drown my sorrows it left me thinking if there will ever be a tomorrow

And I lace the bottle with an unknown sedative

Feeling so depressed and it’s doing my head in

And these raps are coming straight from my heart

Now stop this shit and play it back from the start