Princ3 The Kidd - Project

Yea
Princ3 The Kidd
Ezmade
Yea
Coming in no warm up
Why I got to be the one tortured
Why I got to eat a lot of bullshit
Why it so important and why you disappointed
Been left and forgotten avoided
Been Laughed at pointed
Picked up and hoisted
Thrown to the ground
Smashing my back on the flooring
I barely endured it
I been exploited disorders are forming
They only destroy us
The weight on my shoulders enormous
Now watch as I pour it
The torment I'm storing
No wardom or warning
Only a cell and a warden
To cordon a morgue of some corpses
Got to get a way out
Aught to been an angel an live up on safe cloud
We come from the same house
Nothing worse then putting up with a fake smile
If god would just grant me one wish
If god would grant me one wish
If god would just grant me one wish
Give them everything back
That they gave to the kid
Double it up then do it again
Do it again and again and again and again
But I guess this is life
Man what a bitch
I'll never forgive or forget
I'm not playing games
Not sorry not uno
Not checkers or chess
Prince will never forfeit
My days getting shorter
My nights getting longer
I struggle to deal with the horrors
Can't maintain
Half a brain
Taste the pain
Snap insane
Savage way
Lay awake
Static aimed
Form habits I have it
The havoc the anger and rage
As it's displayed
I say what I say
No matter the place or the time of the day
All the fucks given must have been misplaced
This is my curse its more like a plague
Might burst into flames
From the verses I make
My nerves getting frayed
But that don't take away the hurt and the pain
That the words can explain
I project magnificent
My minds red with dissonance
In my head I'm different
Out the cage like Nicholas
You stop me ridiculous
Don't but it oblivious
Volcanic kid lyrically
Mics Pompeii Vesuvius
As I project this
I'm leaving a message
I'm killing the method
The realest don't question
Who the fuck you testing
Bitch you got it backwards dyslexic
Popping off like an automatic weapon
I stay protected
You ain't affecting
Anything I'm working towards
What you expecting
You better come correctly
I'm not level headed
Won't be commended
Maybe committed
Its been recommended
You don't want a conflict
You don't want a problem
You don't want a piece of the top gun
I'm the flame like a hot son
You don't really want to see the beast in me
I'm growling and showing my teeth
The grief in all of this hurting equally
So I turn to rap spit it lethally
With all my evil deeds but I still got people to feed
So I'm getting my cut like I'm stashing a blade
Chopping the steak got to fill up the plates
Weather its a pencil that's scratching a page
Or a knife when it scrapes
Still going to drift away when the melody plays
Packing a page an hacking a phrase
Attacking verbal AK when I spray
Rapidly lay every track that I make
Why you feeding the fire like gas to a flame
This a brand new day but the same old ways
I've dealt with the struggles the strain
Been bloodied and pummeled
Been hit on and kicked in the face
An I don't even know what the fuck I did
Was it for the fun of it
Was it because I was a stubborn kid
I project magnificent
My minds red with dissonance
In my head I'm different
Out the cage Like Nicholas
You stop me ridiculous
Don't but it oblivious
Volcanic kid lyrically
Mics Pompeii Vesuvius
I project magnificent
My minds red with dissonance
In my head I'm different
Out the cage like Nicholas
You stop me Ridiculous
Don't but it oblivious
Volcanic kid lyrically
Mics Pompeii Vesuvius

Written by:
wyatt mallonee

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