What angers me

What angers me

Verse 1

 

Im covered in this anger, like it polluted me

All the kids on my back, but they aint shooted me

They might of brought me down, still aint rooted for me

Gotta pain in my calf muscle

Never heard Nipsey Hussle

Surrounded by pain, am I in trouble

Its like Im caught in a current, during a hurricane

Getting thrown around, bullets in a turret, so in pain

Anger I plop it, nothing can stop it

Writing rhymes while Im coping

It flows through my veins

Yeah its my novacain

In my mind, back wanting revenge

I put a foot in this game, strapped with a pen

All start talking about me, cant do this again

These cards I cant deal

Scribble this ink, like write how I feel

Carry a lot of weight, my pounds stay concealed

I drag a dumbbell, lotta weight to reveal

Just gotta put up with these bullies at school

When i say how i feel, bitches call me fool

Think their little punk asses are cool

But they cant write the rhyme flow i can

You dont have to listen to my music

I just dont want you to be my fan

That gives me more topic, and yeah imma use it

Cause i know there’s people who will like my amusement

I wanna black out, but not in a good way

A few girls have been my good year

But Kayci wasnt even my good day

She wasnt even my bad day

Call her my death sentence

Yeah she broke up with me, at first like she aint meant this

I’ve been moved on ever since she said this

You just throwing your little attitude

Then you coming at me like you wanting sued

Im up in this rap game tryna get renewed

 

 

 

 

 

Chorus

This type of shit angers me

Rope noose round my neck, didnt strangle me

They look at me like a danger see

Thats why i write all this that angers me

 

Verse 2

Verse two, feeling kinda blue

Not sick to my stomach, sick of you

If you calling it quits, Im no longer protecting you

You got your chance to come back at me

You had me tearing up, I wasnt laughing, see

Imma diss you with this, not talking dramatically

Fuck your dad mainly, but fuck you to kayci

I dont care anymore, I can give a fuck what you do

Bangin up everyone, why not your mom too

You lied to me, not putting up with that anymore

Me, Christian, your dad, wow your such a whore

Yeah Mr weaver will be in my hands soon

He be praying to God, hands up like it’s not past noon

Cuffs on his wrists, taser, pepper sprayed, thats what we do

Kayci, I did care but I’ve since moved on

Still a pretty girl, but diss you while I write this song

Meeting in public, will we get along

See Im not usually like this

You wont even tell me why we broke up, why you gotta hide it

Not telling me, like leaving aside it

Called the cops on your dad, you gonna comply with

Maybe that was a lie too

Now Im thinking to myself, why you

When I said goodbye to you, thought you would at least say goodbye to

By the way, I never lied to you

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Chorus

This type of shit angers me

Rope noose round my neck, didnt strangle me

They look at me like a danger see

Thats why i write all this that angers me

 

Chorus

This type of shit angers me

Rope noose round my neck, didnt strangle me

They look at me like a danger see

Thats why i write all this that angers me

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

3rd Degree Felony

Double D

David Darlington