Musick

First time I ever wrote, I, I wanted to kill myself
And uh, when I was finished writin', I felt better, so
The next time I felt like that, I wrote an', an'
An' I wrote again, and again, and again
An' s-, an', and eventually I showed people
You know, close friends, and they were like
"What are you doin' with this shit? This shit is sick as fuck!"
And I was like, "Bro, I'M sick as fuck"
"Like, that's what I'm doin' wit' it, why would I wanna show somebody that shit?"

I ain't here to fuck around
I don't run around with these clowns
In the underground
I'ma put it down
You are now 'bout to witness
A sickness, I hid from you until now

Talkin' 'bout, you gonna make a better record
Than the record that I'm makin', you're mistaken
I don't think you understand, there's levels to this shit
And I'm on levels you ain't never makin'

Elevatin', never take a day for granted
Whole planet, about to panic
My love for rap, so romantic
It hurts, I burst, that's volcanic
Hot as hell, but not satanic
In fact, I have fuckin' had it
With these faggot-ass rappers
Who diss the cross, God let at 'em!!

This's how I get away, write a hit a day
Like an addict, need a hit a day, uh, yeah
I'm a heavyweight, with a feather on a pen
In a game, full of featherweights, uh, yeah

Dedicate this one, to everybody ever told me, quit
'Cause they think I'd never make it
Never hate, straight facts, all that I ever say
Everyday, laid back, stay back, I ain't playin'

Been fightin' for my life, for my whole fuckin' life
Turn the beat up, drown the noise out, every fuckin' night
It's time to deal, with the voices in my head, again
But, how you s'posed to heal?
When your sickness is your sedative?

Mu-sick!
Everyday, write new shit!
No shit!
Oh, shit!
So sick!
You could call it!
You could call it!

Mu-sick!
Everyday, write new shit!
No shit!
Oh, shit!
So sick!
You could call it!
You could call it!
Mu-sick!

You started off so nice, at first
Picked me up, when I write a verse
But somewhere, things went very wrong
'Cause without you, I can't carry on

Wrong!
I don't believe you!
How do I need you?
When all you do is destroy me?
Promises that you'll employ me

Emptier than my 'frigerator door, you
Loyal to you, screw you
An' the voo-doo hex, you put on me
Ex's always leave, all because of you
All you ever do, is ruin everything

Who would ever think, it would come to this?
Man, I'm done with this toxicness but, I'm so in love with this
Who I'm kidding? I ain't never gonna quit
Sick of feeling sick, this ain't healing shit

Guess I'll deal with it like everybody else
Say I'm fine, and just keep it to myself
I ain't lyin', I really need some help
God, I'm crying out, save me from this hell!

Been fightin' for my life
For my whole fuckin' life
Turn the beat up, drown the noise out
Every fuckin' night
It's time to deal with the voices in my head, again
But how you s'posed to heal
When your sickness is your sedative?

Mu-sick!
Everyday, write new shit!
No shit!
Oh shit!
So sick!
You could call it!
You could call it!
Mu-sick!
Everyday, write new shit!
No shit!
Oh, shit!
So sick!
You could call it!
You could call it!
Mu-sick!

Name a cadence, that I ain't master, I'll wait
Ah wait, there ain't one, 'cause I change 'em, on every song
That I make, that's why rappers' so damn, irate
And pray for the day that my eyes dilate
So, fuck ya'll, I'ma die late

Tell suicide, to kill itself
I ain't scared of you no more
You ain't gonna bury me, oh, no!
You can't put fear in me, no mo', YOLO!

Let's go to the max, every track I'ma snap
Either that, or I'm tippin' back a fifth of Jack
While I take a hit of that shit, that get me so high, no lie
Ain't no fuckin' tellin', when I'm gettin' back

Ain't no sellin' my soul, never that
Taking over rap like, "Fuck y'all! Gimme that!"
With a backpack, like fuck it, I'ma bring it back
Writin' all my doctors, who the fuck is sick as that?

Nobody, you heard me, no one!
Your body, about to blow!
An' now, I wonder, was it worth it
After all that music's stolen!

Been fightin' for my life, for my whole fuckin' life
Turn the beat up, drown the noise out, every fuckin' night
It's time to deal with the voices in my head, again
But how you s'posed to heal
When your sickness is your sedative?

Mu-sick!
Everyday, write new shit!
No shit!
Oh, shit!
So sick!
You could call it!
You could call it!
Mu-sick!
Everyday, write new shit!
No shit!
Oh, shit!
So sick!
You could call it!
You could call it!
Mu-sick!