Rap God Eulogy, Pt. 1 (feat. Montana Jacobowitz)
Came back to haunt, all it was taunts
I got candy to numb what haunts
Addicted to what I don't love the most
I feel like it's taken me over like a host
Overdosed on everything ever made
Everybody knows my mental record from coast to coast
Police even tell me how they want to turn me into a pigs roast
For what
Telling the truth
People don't understand why I have these problems
All society wants to do is castrate the problems
PTSD is the cause of these problems you see
I guess overdosing on nightmares and dreams
Is like a message god has sent in the form of a drug
I'm not really a thug
Only a man pleading for a hug
I know I glitched, I fell and no way to get stitched
No way to mend the life, I put in the ditch
I guess I will keep going, till the taunters run rich
Society does not help the ones that are hitched.
To escape
I'd hallucinate
To take the weight of racism and societal hate
I know I glitched, I fell and no way to get stitched
No way to mend the life, I put in the ditch
I guess I will keep going, till the taunters hate run rich
Society does not help the ones that are hitched.
PTSD Is it really me
Break the pain not even caused by me, me
Fading in and out of reality
I came from a good family
Domestic violence was something I could never foresee
Never given a second chance to get rid of all this energy
Thought people would always had a hate and were out to get me
It would hit me hard
Is there no way I could break free
From all the pain and fear that was Instilled in me
All I do is hear
Voices
People that aren't really here
All these flashbacks do is sneer
Every which way I turn I keep kicking me in the rear
Passing me up
Can't even make it past, middle class and work my way up
Each time I almost get there, something pushes a road block
Gotta keep going back over the hump
I only sit down and join my taunters for a cup
And back we go over and over into the slump
I know I glitched, I fell and no way to get stitched
(Gotta get sewed back together)
No way to mend the life, I put in the ditch
(Work my way up)
I guess I will keep going, till the taunters hate run rich
(I am here to stay baby)
Society does not help the ones that are hitched
(Hitched on your love)
To escape
I put my life on tape
To free this estate
It's something that never can never take
From my prison sentence, my heart had society envisioned
The prison system failed and my life got derailed
All my life I gotten bail
Overdrawn details we don't have to entail
All my life I keep gettin' bail
(I know I glitched, I fell and no way to get stitched)
The overdrawn details we don't have to entail
(No way to mend the life, I put in the ditch)
I know I glitched, I feel and there's no way to get stitched
I guess I will keep going, till the taunters hate run rich
Society does not help the ones that are hitched
To escape I put my life on tape to free this estate
It's something that never can never take
It's something that never can never take
I got candy to numb what haunts
Addicted to what I don't love the most
I feel like it's taken me over like a host
Overdosed on everything ever made
Everybody knows my mental record from coast to coast
Police even tell me how they want to turn me into a pigs roast
For what
Telling the truth
People don't understand why I have these problems
All society wants to do is castrate the problems
PTSD is the cause of these problems you see
I guess overdosing on nightmares and dreams
Is like a message god has sent in the form of a drug
I'm not really a thug
Only a man pleading for a hug
I know I glitched, I fell and no way to get stitched
No way to mend the life, I put in the ditch
I guess I will keep going, till the taunters run rich
Society does not help the ones that are hitched.
To escape
I'd hallucinate
To take the weight of racism and societal hate
I know I glitched, I fell and no way to get stitched
No way to mend the life, I put in the ditch
I guess I will keep going, till the taunters hate run rich
Society does not help the ones that are hitched.
PTSD Is it really me
Break the pain not even caused by me, me
Fading in and out of reality
I came from a good family
Domestic violence was something I could never foresee
Never given a second chance to get rid of all this energy
Thought people would always had a hate and were out to get me
It would hit me hard
Is there no way I could break free
From all the pain and fear that was Instilled in me
All I do is hear
Voices
People that aren't really here
All these flashbacks do is sneer
Every which way I turn I keep kicking me in the rear
Passing me up
Can't even make it past, middle class and work my way up
Each time I almost get there, something pushes a road block
Gotta keep going back over the hump
I only sit down and join my taunters for a cup
And back we go over and over into the slump
I know I glitched, I fell and no way to get stitched
(Gotta get sewed back together)
No way to mend the life, I put in the ditch
(Work my way up)
I guess I will keep going, till the taunters hate run rich
(I am here to stay baby)
Society does not help the ones that are hitched
(Hitched on your love)
To escape
I put my life on tape
To free this estate
It's something that never can never take
From my prison sentence, my heart had society envisioned
The prison system failed and my life got derailed
All my life I gotten bail
Overdrawn details we don't have to entail
All my life I keep gettin' bail
(I know I glitched, I fell and no way to get stitched)
The overdrawn details we don't have to entail
(No way to mend the life, I put in the ditch)
I know I glitched, I feel and there's no way to get stitched
I guess I will keep going, till the taunters hate run rich
Society does not help the ones that are hitched
To escape I put my life on tape to free this estate
It's something that never can never take
It's something that never can never take
Credits
Writer(s): Dakota Jacobowitz
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
Other Album Tracks
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.