MixedByBlitz - Hate Part 2 Everything Else
Ya I meanLike I hate myself the most but
I gotta lot of other shit I gotta get off my chest before
I write down my own name
Ya
Tell me what you see
When you looking through the barrel
Got some real ones who robbing
And baskin in weath no carol
The type to take all the money up out the wishing well
And they ain’t scared to let you see the ghost inside the shell
Hear the bell ring
Watch a little sting
They only call it a fling cuz they be labeling things
Always dangle strings
And wonder what the catch brings
As I look into the eyes of a queen never call myself a king
Every saturday watching cartoons
Now every single day on the youtube
Took a hit of acid now I’m staring at the moon
While the stars are jumping man I never see the spoons
To many lies and only half the truth it’s better in the shade
I come to life in the dark where they stab you wit the blade
Cops is bugging get the raid while the holy pray
Maybe for another day to see another slayed
Or maybe for another way to build another grave
Or maybe for another day to see another’s pain
Or maybe for another way to run up in and spray
Watch the kids run away there’s a shooter here to play
He prolly went to school here once
Prolly sick and tired of being punked
Most likely was bullied from the jocks
Prolly thrown in the dumps always sits alone at lunch
I was that asshole punk
I should of beat my own ass
Always clown of the class tryna get the hall pass
Sit in the back that’s where I’m comfortable at
Never paying attention was writing them trash raps
But then now you can really see
I’m on whole different level
Took the time to build what I call a temple
I deserve every medal it’s that plain and simple
Fuck a virus your highness I’m immune to it
Police harassment and violence getting used to it
And that’s bullshit since high school we learn to really hate
The judges are the kids they always writing down the names
I never really learned about a God damn thang
Go to sunday school and it remains the same
Cuz my faith has been down in the dumps for a long time
Getting goosebumps as I write this line
I prolly mixed this a hundred times before release
Prolly went through different producers to find the beat
Prolly tried to add a hook a little sound of grief
But I had to spill the thoughts that are never letting me sleep
Took a long time just to write this summary
Suddenly the luxury is not what I need
A discovery that gluttony is overkill on greed
That’s why the company I’m in try to get everything for free
No custody could of ever changed the amount
Of time I spent inside my head full of doubts
While you chasing the clout I’m chasing the clouds
At least I know I’m not a fake who running his mouth
And I don’t really care no more my bro stevie stone
Telling me I was one of the best made me change my tone
Put myself in the zone to prove that he was right
Now my other bro is getting mad having fights
Like as of late I think it’s great
You think it’s a mistake I think just wait
You just say I think it’s fake
I said okay I think you should stay
And maybe take the time to look at the stats for once today
Put my money into things that I think is real
Imma business man return of interest is the deal
How come I’m putting all my time and effort into us
I really got a feeling you gone leave me in the dust
And that’s fine I done told my lady bout a thousand times
That imma make it regardless of a dotted line
Ain’t no contract tell me what I’m worth
It’s just something on the side most the time it is a curse
Like my dad for all I know he’s in the dirt
A blessing knowing that my mother isn’t getting worse
Now my sisters graduated and I made it for that
But these people always talking when behind your back
I never had an issue of cutting ppl off it’s easy
Believe me I’d rather take my chances on street please
Understand that this is my final goodbye to most
I’m taken steps to blow even tho I never post like
I never had an issue of cutting ppl off it’s easy
Believe me I’d rather take my chances on street please
Understand that this is my final goodbye to most
I’m taken steps to blow even tho I never post I’m ghost
Written by:
Brantley Alexander
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