Sorrow
I swear that sorrow is the
Best fucking feeling in my heart
Ya' niggas wouldn't understand
So where do I start
I said, the first shall be last
And the last shall be first
Shut the fuck up, let me learn
It's just what I discern
It's just what I deserve
The pain and the hurt
The pain and the hurt
The pain and the hurt
I swear that sorrow is the
Best fucking feeling in my heart
Yo, fuck the surface nigga
Everything got substance
What's yo circumference
Nigga how you coming
You ready for the trumpets
You ready for the drummin'
The rapture and the capture
The time is moving faster
The Earth is a disaster
It get sacred in this matrix
Niggas trynna make it
No matter what the case is
Out here it's some races
On the Autobahn
Patiences young Padawan
Patiences young chosen one
Patiences young Anjasun
Salivary glands tickin'
Cause the cheesy bun
Dreams of cream
And plenty funds
Rap shit off the easy fun
Satire in my art, its comedy
I'm a commodity
They ain't no mockin' me
They ain't no stock in me
This ain't no wall of street
This is vein pain
This is rare reign
I'm finna get hit by thunder
Then go six feet under
If it's the last thing to keep
This mind from wander
If it's the last thing to keep
This mind from wander
I swear that sorrow is the
Best fucking feeling in my heart
Ya' niggas wouldn't understand
So where do I start
I said, the first shall be last
And the last shall be first
Shut the fuck up, let me learn
It's just what I discern
It's just what I deserve
The pain and the hurt
The pain and the hurt
The pain and the hurt
I swear that sorrow is the
Best fucking feeling in my heart
Yo, I'm talking to much
I need to shut up
My soul had enough
I'm feeling fed up
I'm caged in this bitch
This bitch a set up
The road gettin' rough
Gotta keep my head up
My hustle gon' up
Gotta keep my bread up
Yeah
Last supper with my first brothers
And my birthmother
Cause success move in stealth
I gotta share the wealth
Pressure heavy belt
Champion champagne sippin'
Champion Scottie Pippen
With the pimpin'
Nigga who you kiddin'
Fuck yourself that's adultery
Ayo this artistry, it ain't the heart in me
Hold back wait pardon me
Let me check my arteries
This is source
Of course
Reform the norm
Eye to eye with the storm
Rhymes written with a sword
Never do conform
Kurt Cobain I feel yo' pain
I might go out with a bang
But it started with a bang
Kurt Cobain I feel yo' pain
I might go out with a bang
But it started with a bang
No more hanging on these chains
No more hanging on these chains
I swear that sorrow is the
Best fucking feeling in my heart
Ya' niggas wouldn't understand
So where do I start
I said, the first shall be last
And the last shall be first
Shut the fuck up, let me learn
It's just what I discern
It's just what I deserve
The pain and the hurt
The pain and the hurt
The pain and the hurt
I swear that sorrow is the
Best fucking feeling in my heart
Best fucking feeling in my heart
Ya' niggas wouldn't understand
So where do I start
I said, the first shall be last
And the last shall be first
Shut the fuck up, let me learn
It's just what I discern
It's just what I deserve
The pain and the hurt
The pain and the hurt
The pain and the hurt
I swear that sorrow is the
Best fucking feeling in my heart
Yo, fuck the surface nigga
Everything got substance
What's yo circumference
Nigga how you coming
You ready for the trumpets
You ready for the drummin'
The rapture and the capture
The time is moving faster
The Earth is a disaster
It get sacred in this matrix
Niggas trynna make it
No matter what the case is
Out here it's some races
On the Autobahn
Patiences young Padawan
Patiences young chosen one
Patiences young Anjasun
Salivary glands tickin'
Cause the cheesy bun
Dreams of cream
And plenty funds
Rap shit off the easy fun
Satire in my art, its comedy
I'm a commodity
They ain't no mockin' me
They ain't no stock in me
This ain't no wall of street
This is vein pain
This is rare reign
I'm finna get hit by thunder
Then go six feet under
If it's the last thing to keep
This mind from wander
If it's the last thing to keep
This mind from wander
I swear that sorrow is the
Best fucking feeling in my heart
Ya' niggas wouldn't understand
So where do I start
I said, the first shall be last
And the last shall be first
Shut the fuck up, let me learn
It's just what I discern
It's just what I deserve
The pain and the hurt
The pain and the hurt
The pain and the hurt
I swear that sorrow is the
Best fucking feeling in my heart
Yo, I'm talking to much
I need to shut up
My soul had enough
I'm feeling fed up
I'm caged in this bitch
This bitch a set up
The road gettin' rough
Gotta keep my head up
My hustle gon' up
Gotta keep my bread up
Yeah
Last supper with my first brothers
And my birthmother
Cause success move in stealth
I gotta share the wealth
Pressure heavy belt
Champion champagne sippin'
Champion Scottie Pippen
With the pimpin'
Nigga who you kiddin'
Fuck yourself that's adultery
Ayo this artistry, it ain't the heart in me
Hold back wait pardon me
Let me check my arteries
This is source
Of course
Reform the norm
Eye to eye with the storm
Rhymes written with a sword
Never do conform
Kurt Cobain I feel yo' pain
I might go out with a bang
But it started with a bang
Kurt Cobain I feel yo' pain
I might go out with a bang
But it started with a bang
No more hanging on these chains
No more hanging on these chains
I swear that sorrow is the
Best fucking feeling in my heart
Ya' niggas wouldn't understand
So where do I start
I said, the first shall be last
And the last shall be first
Shut the fuck up, let me learn
It's just what I discern
It's just what I deserve
The pain and the hurt
The pain and the hurt
The pain and the hurt
I swear that sorrow is the
Best fucking feeling in my heart
Credits
Writer(s): Robert Pereyra
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