Lyrics
If I don't rap, my brain stops working
I just go mad, it just keep lurking
But when I'm glad, I end up doing nothing
I wonder why, I am so thin
I eat my skin, to beat my sin
So my mind can do reaffirming
I feel like everything over affects me
I overthink so generally
My mind always gets fatigue
It could surely affect my well being
I overthink to the extent that is not so much healthy
So I just incinerate my thoughts so much selfishly
So I'd kill myself cause I'm not royal
All I do is rap
The only gut I had is from my gut fat
But it's not to the level that it could make me sad
I'm using my brain so much that it's not full instead it is half
I'm work attached, a worthless wreck
Before responding I always think how to react
I think I'm maniac in nature, so I act
Like I got cardiac arrest, best of the best
My mind's crack cause I don't believe in signs of zodiac
Even if I got problems like a sack I won't panic
I'd work upon my self and keep my growth organic
So here we debit the receiver, credit the giver
I can't be a quitter but I can be a cheater
I was but now I'm not a non-believer
I don't smoke cause it could damage my liver
So I'd pull down the lever, the thing I do to my songs is to devour
So I always squander my bipolar ones
Polarize through nine-tenths of the tons
I used to rest in peace once, now I like to rest in power house
I'm so bad at being good so I should
Pretend like I'm so good so I could
Squander my life and get etiquette
To add equate at, like I'm 'bout to levitate rucksack
Till I snap so I can bridge the gap
And blow my brain in your lap
I'm not innocent but I'm in no cent
To prove my skills and use words and make 'em bend
In a way it won't hurt my sentiment so I went
Cause here I just feel like I'm talking to myself
No response no reply I can here, I am deaf, you can laugh
But I don't care cause I'm in rapture
To recapture the moment, capture my image
I like the smell of fossil fuels I just spit what is true
So if it hurts you, you can put the glue in your ears
So you can't hear when the polyps on the back of my tonsils spit the truth
WRITERS
Rhythm Saxena
PUBLISHERS
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
See A Problem With Something?
Lyrics
Other
LyricIQ Analysis
Top Emotion
Sadness
Sentiment
Theme
Abuse and Violence
