Livid

The city's got me pissed
Dealing with this bullshit
Let me make it clear
Leave me alone, because I've had it up to here
Can you handle that?
Patience I lack, at both ends I'm burning candle wax
Its simple facts keep the world in motion
About as calm as the deepest ocean
Bout to tsunami somebody
Ready to flip
Calm is for Ghandi
Sam got an army of zombies
Ready to trip
So I spit the deadliest shit
Tryna catch a grip
I can't slip
I can't fall. I can't fail
Can't see it? Learn to chant brail
Success is the only option
Ain't buying in to other's doctrines
Couple shepherds, bunch of sheep flocking
I feel better when the beat's knocking
If you with me better keep watching
If you're not, then change the channel
Lumberjack rap, rocking flannel
Swear I'm feeling like a young Rambo
I'm miles from home, minding my own
But the seed's already been sown
Now you're in my face, right in my zone
Telling me I need to lighten my tone?

Can't you see that
The city's got me pissed
I can't deal with it

It's the same shit, different day
What can I say?
Stuck living in a world of grey
All I wanted was to be happy
Realized that's not happening
I said fuck it and I started rapping
Now I'm mad at the world
Take notice
I'm under pressure, starting to smolder
Hot head atop cold shoulders
Mt. Saint Helen when I'm yelling
Like I don't care if I'm ever selling
I'm a stick to the facts
Bone to pick with an axe
But they feel it cause it's shit you can grasp
In the palm of your hand and just smash
Right into the ground
It's going down, cracks in the pavement
If they're already dead are they worth saving?
Well, that's an answer that I don't have
Who knows the right from the wrong paths?
Can't see the signs through the smoke and ash
Yet you take it in with a deep breath
With each step sink deeper to a new depth
Things you love you start to do less
Try and reduce stress
But every day brings a new test
Who's gonna lose next?
It's all a game to see who bends the truth best

Can't you see why
The city's got me pissed?

I can't afford to live in the city I was raised
They came from out of state
And they pushed us out the way
Got me wanting to say fuck it, fuck it, just fuck it
I gotta rise above it, find the source and then unplug it
I wonder do I love it?
Cause at times I really hate it
But it might be a situation that I in fact created
Distracted by the mazes and a drive for occupation
Got me pacing round in circles, wandering off the reservation
So I'm thinking to myself- is it worth the aggravation?
Or do I just pack my shit and bounce without an explanation?
Cause I'm losing all my patience; I can't carry conversation
Got me looking in the mirror like who the fuck I'm facing??

The city's got me pissed