Stuck
Fuck parental advisory
This tape should say beware within
I got the wherewithal to tear limbs off
And bones away from skin (Sick)
So pay attention to the whereabouts of all your kin (Where they at)
Their chances of surviving my family reunions are very slim (Where they at)
I got em' trapped inside my den
I'm trapped inside my mind again
The manic side of my bi-polars kicking in(Shit)
The panic in your eyes as I decide which blade is going in(Hmm, yeah this one works)
Hold on please no, Ruda, I'll sit still not again(Now shut the fuck up)
The blood collects slow on the window sill amidst the rain
The neck vein sprays red mist on the glass
You see the window pain(Sick)
This ain't a game
Controlled Chaos came to bring the pain
You think you can press your luck
I think you should fucking think again(Think twice)
Black roses lay on a tomb
Under the moon
While these white diamonds lay on my chest
Light up the room
Black roses lay on a tomb
Under the moon
While these white diamonds lay on my chest
Light up the room
Well I'ma run up in your crib, it's a foot race
Ready or not
Leave no loose ends, bitch I tie the knots
That's enough of the shoe talk
Time to make the tool spark (Cott)
Pull it out, tuck it back
Damn, he ain't know he got shot
But his mama sure did (Fuck em')
And his sister and them did (Fuck em')
Now his family's in mourning, cuz they miss the kid (Fuck em')
I got 101 problems dog, he ain't it (Fuck em')
You can try my fucking boots on, they won't fit
Controlled Chaos bitch
No hyphen or asterisks I swear we disastrous
You can try us if you want
And I'ma send you where the pastor is (Goddamn)
Got a gun so big, when you shoot it, it'll cast your wrist (Cott)
Came up from the mud like some savages
I ain't come up totin' packages
But I know how to bag the shit (That's real)
Ambrxse never been average
So fucking high I'm up where the planets is
Smoke the whole fuckin bag til it vanishes (Shit you already know)
Click clack you see the flash
But it ain't no camera lens
Tryna get up out the box
That they had me in
Put the pad to pen
Lived a life of sin
Now I'm at it again
Bitch I came up from nothing
So I had to win
Black roses lay on a tomb
Under the moon
While these white diamonds lay on my chest
Light up the room
Black roses lay on a tomb
Under the moon
While these white diamonds lay on my chest
Light up the room
Stuck between
Heaven and hell
Amongst the evilness
Stuck between
All of the envious and mischievous
Stuck between
A feeling of emptiness and limitless
Will I die a villainous man
Or reap the benefits
This tape should say beware within
I got the wherewithal to tear limbs off
And bones away from skin (Sick)
So pay attention to the whereabouts of all your kin (Where they at)
Their chances of surviving my family reunions are very slim (Where they at)
I got em' trapped inside my den
I'm trapped inside my mind again
The manic side of my bi-polars kicking in(Shit)
The panic in your eyes as I decide which blade is going in(Hmm, yeah this one works)
Hold on please no, Ruda, I'll sit still not again(Now shut the fuck up)
The blood collects slow on the window sill amidst the rain
The neck vein sprays red mist on the glass
You see the window pain(Sick)
This ain't a game
Controlled Chaos came to bring the pain
You think you can press your luck
I think you should fucking think again(Think twice)
Black roses lay on a tomb
Under the moon
While these white diamonds lay on my chest
Light up the room
Black roses lay on a tomb
Under the moon
While these white diamonds lay on my chest
Light up the room
Well I'ma run up in your crib, it's a foot race
Ready or not
Leave no loose ends, bitch I tie the knots
That's enough of the shoe talk
Time to make the tool spark (Cott)
Pull it out, tuck it back
Damn, he ain't know he got shot
But his mama sure did (Fuck em')
And his sister and them did (Fuck em')
Now his family's in mourning, cuz they miss the kid (Fuck em')
I got 101 problems dog, he ain't it (Fuck em')
You can try my fucking boots on, they won't fit
Controlled Chaos bitch
No hyphen or asterisks I swear we disastrous
You can try us if you want
And I'ma send you where the pastor is (Goddamn)
Got a gun so big, when you shoot it, it'll cast your wrist (Cott)
Came up from the mud like some savages
I ain't come up totin' packages
But I know how to bag the shit (That's real)
Ambrxse never been average
So fucking high I'm up where the planets is
Smoke the whole fuckin bag til it vanishes (Shit you already know)
Click clack you see the flash
But it ain't no camera lens
Tryna get up out the box
That they had me in
Put the pad to pen
Lived a life of sin
Now I'm at it again
Bitch I came up from nothing
So I had to win
Black roses lay on a tomb
Under the moon
While these white diamonds lay on my chest
Light up the room
Black roses lay on a tomb
Under the moon
While these white diamonds lay on my chest
Light up the room
Stuck between
Heaven and hell
Amongst the evilness
Stuck between
All of the envious and mischievous
Stuck between
A feeling of emptiness and limitless
Will I die a villainous man
Or reap the benefits
Credits
Writer(s): J Rudacille
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