Pretend
Yo!
This for y'all people
That ain't got no voice
Yeah I'm doing that!
I'm speaking on all this shit
From the pain the depression
The fucking frustration
Struggling
All this shit man
The trials and tribulations
It's all fucking hard
Knowing that it all
Comes with the turf
Shh!
I'm just trying to survive
The best way I know how
Self-Esteem at an all time low
I need a coping mechanism
Cause when you live in the ghetto Only two things can happen
It's either death or head to prison
Even though I'm free
Lately I've been weak
Hell I even contemplated suicide
Like taking a knife
Slicing my wrist
Just to see
If my blood really blue inside
Like motherfuck life anyways what is life anyway
When you not getting treated right anyways
Even though you believe
In Divine intervention
Tomorrow's never promised
You can die anyday
So fuck it!
Let me do myself a favor
Life's my roommate
Death's my neighbor
I would sign up
For suicide prevention
But I really don't fuck
With no Captain Save Em
Foreign action
And estranged behavior
This ain't me
I'm not myself
Pray I don't suffer
Just die my death
I won't shed a tear
Nor cry for help!
Man for real though!
This how I feel man!
It be so fucked up
When you living inside of own fucking head
And you just can't seem to
Escape those mazes
It's like everything
Is just a motherfuckering
Repeating cycle
A never-ending process
All you know is pain
All you know is fucking hurt
Smoke blunts get high
Snort lines or whatever the fuck
It is that you do
To keep your mind at ease
And off of that bullshit yo!
I be feeling like fuck America!
Shh!
I be feeling like fuck me!
Smiling on the outside
Dying on the inside
Red paint on a clown's face Camouflage pain
Bottled my emotions
You'll never know I had a down day
Maybe I should take it
One day at a time
They ask me how I'm doing
I lie and say that I'm fine
Besides I know people
Can't handle the truth
They'll try to convince me
In staying alive
They say don't be selfish
I know you can't cope
And you going through hard times
And you feel so helpless
But, life ain't easy
So, you may have to go through Hell
To get a Taste of Heaven
Defamate myself
When I face depression
This ain't me not myself
Pray I don't suffer
Just die my death
I won't shed a tear
Nor cry for help!
Like fuck it nigga!
Just throw it all away nigga
Just say fuck it
Put the nail in the coffin
Call the ambo up
Tell em'
To come pick me up off the ground
I done did it to my fucking self
You know what I'm saying?
I know that's how y'all be feeling
I'd be feeling the same fucking way
I'm only speaking on this shit
Because
I'm actually trying to save a life
Even if it's my own
Knowing that I be at risk
Every motherfucking day
Because a nigga be so fucked up
And on point
On fucking edge and shit man!
It's like man
When you reach your highest level
Or your pinnacle
In the point of your depression
Man it's like!
You be afraid
To really even hold your head up high man
Like you ain't really got nothing
To live for
I'm just speaking on that man
It's a real fucking thing out here man
Aye everybody watch your people Man!
Look at everyone's activities
Making sure
That they are moving the same
And in good health with themselves
Because man aye!
Somepeople are out here
Saying that they're alright!
And they are not alright!
Look out for em'!
This for y'all people
That ain't got no voice
Yeah I'm doing that!
I'm speaking on all this shit
From the pain the depression
The fucking frustration
Struggling
All this shit man
The trials and tribulations
It's all fucking hard
Knowing that it all
Comes with the turf
Shh!
I'm just trying to survive
The best way I know how
Self-Esteem at an all time low
I need a coping mechanism
Cause when you live in the ghetto Only two things can happen
It's either death or head to prison
Even though I'm free
Lately I've been weak
Hell I even contemplated suicide
Like taking a knife
Slicing my wrist
Just to see
If my blood really blue inside
Like motherfuck life anyways what is life anyway
When you not getting treated right anyways
Even though you believe
In Divine intervention
Tomorrow's never promised
You can die anyday
So fuck it!
Let me do myself a favor
Life's my roommate
Death's my neighbor
I would sign up
For suicide prevention
But I really don't fuck
With no Captain Save Em
Foreign action
And estranged behavior
This ain't me
I'm not myself
Pray I don't suffer
Just die my death
I won't shed a tear
Nor cry for help!
Man for real though!
This how I feel man!
It be so fucked up
When you living inside of own fucking head
And you just can't seem to
Escape those mazes
It's like everything
Is just a motherfuckering
Repeating cycle
A never-ending process
All you know is pain
All you know is fucking hurt
Smoke blunts get high
Snort lines or whatever the fuck
It is that you do
To keep your mind at ease
And off of that bullshit yo!
I be feeling like fuck America!
Shh!
I be feeling like fuck me!
Smiling on the outside
Dying on the inside
Red paint on a clown's face Camouflage pain
Bottled my emotions
You'll never know I had a down day
Maybe I should take it
One day at a time
They ask me how I'm doing
I lie and say that I'm fine
Besides I know people
Can't handle the truth
They'll try to convince me
In staying alive
They say don't be selfish
I know you can't cope
And you going through hard times
And you feel so helpless
But, life ain't easy
So, you may have to go through Hell
To get a Taste of Heaven
Defamate myself
When I face depression
This ain't me not myself
Pray I don't suffer
Just die my death
I won't shed a tear
Nor cry for help!
Like fuck it nigga!
Just throw it all away nigga
Just say fuck it
Put the nail in the coffin
Call the ambo up
Tell em'
To come pick me up off the ground
I done did it to my fucking self
You know what I'm saying?
I know that's how y'all be feeling
I'd be feeling the same fucking way
I'm only speaking on this shit
Because
I'm actually trying to save a life
Even if it's my own
Knowing that I be at risk
Every motherfucking day
Because a nigga be so fucked up
And on point
On fucking edge and shit man!
It's like man
When you reach your highest level
Or your pinnacle
In the point of your depression
Man it's like!
You be afraid
To really even hold your head up high man
Like you ain't really got nothing
To live for
I'm just speaking on that man
It's a real fucking thing out here man
Aye everybody watch your people Man!
Look at everyone's activities
Making sure
That they are moving the same
And in good health with themselves
Because man aye!
Somepeople are out here
Saying that they're alright!
And they are not alright!
Look out for em'!
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Writer(s): Emmitte Prince
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