only time (feat. Young Psyko, Psyko Ti & DJ 6IXX)
Yo
We all go through shit man
That's life
But it's about how we deal with that
Yeah
Aye yo Deejay, get em lil bro
Stuck in a world that is driving me crazy
Thoughts of the suicide up on the daily
Mates they all wanna switch onto fake shit
Said they hold it down, next minute they
Disgrace it
Who do I really have?
Got a hole in my chest, ex left that stabbed
Fam don't understand anything about me
They just wanna go assume I'm bad
Whatta I really have in a world that's fallin down
I'm broke in the chest, tears of a clown
Years that I spent, with them voice real loud
Hit em with the weed smoke
Wanna see the clouds
I ain't got shit when I'm stuck feeling down
Smoken inside, hope I'm alright
Hopelessly hoping to hope I can fight
Only time I feel calm (calm), when I be raising a fist (fist)
Tell me what you know about the pain bout stress
But your mates turn snake and half of them left
Only time I feel calm (calm), when I be raising a fist (fist)
Tell me what you know bout the pain in your chest
When you get in these fights when I be breaking there neck
Breaking apart, pain in my heart
Writing a verse, while evading the dark
Basically making a change isn't hard
But changing my ways, it is crazily fucked
Rolling a spliff, no containing the buzz
Psyko my big bro, raising me up
Showed me the ways of creating a bar
While the fake friends all stay in the dark
Do it for the real, this is nothing to play with
Grab me the mic, and I'm making em anxious
Face all the facts that I'm leaving em breaking
Never gave a fuck about what anybody saying
Okay Step up, and I'll give you what you asked for
Lobbing a brick at the side of ya glass jaw
Cartel six ix in the mix, better back off
Been through pain, now it's pain on a rapper
Only time I feel calm (calm), when I be raising a fist (fist)
Tell me what you know about the pain bout stress
But your mates turn snake and half of them left
Only time I feel calm (calm), when I be raising a fist (fist)
Tell me what you know bout the pain in your chest
When you get in these fights when I be breaking there neck
Breaking apart I'm needing the bourbon
Voice in my head like the demons are searching
Came with the real the fakes gonna fall back
Don't need a crown when you roll with the wolf pack
Barley alive better pause that, smoking on the pipe yeah psyko you want that
Im feeling the pain everytime I grab mics
Think of the game everytime I'm getting stabbed right
What do I think when it's coming down to bullshit
Not a video when I say I got a full clip (full clip)
Now I put my heart and my soul and my body and mind in all my music (music)
Grew up in a place where the fake ones die
Yeah my momma she was abusive (abusive)
Let me go through hell with the scars on my body I don't care cause I got the music
Gotta wake up,from the drinks are illusive
Said I be getting my brothers yeah we move like a unit
Brudda you wanna battle, what the fuck are you stupid?
When I be up on a beat you be in a tomb bitch
When I turn it up mother fucker it's game owed
I ain't came ove to play with y'all lamos
Check it they all dumb like that mofucker gaydos
Take me off the track before I fold you like play-dough
Only time I feel calm (calm), when I be raising a fist (fist)
Tell me what you know about the pain bout stress
But your mates turn snake and half of them left
Only time I feel calm (calm), when I be raising a fist (fist)
Tell me what you know bout the pain in your chest
When you get in these fights when I be breaking there neck
Only time I feel calm (calm), when I be raising a fist (fist)
Tell me what you know about the pain bout stress
But your mates turn snake and half of them left
Only time I feel calm (calm), when I be raising a fist (fist)
Tell me what you know bout the pain in your chest
When you get in these fights when I be breaking there neck
Only time I feel calm (calm)
Only time I feel calm (calm)
Only time I feel calm (calm)
Only time I feel calm (calm)
We all go through shit man
That's life
But it's about how we deal with that
Yeah
Aye yo Deejay, get em lil bro
Stuck in a world that is driving me crazy
Thoughts of the suicide up on the daily
Mates they all wanna switch onto fake shit
Said they hold it down, next minute they
Disgrace it
Who do I really have?
Got a hole in my chest, ex left that stabbed
Fam don't understand anything about me
They just wanna go assume I'm bad
Whatta I really have in a world that's fallin down
I'm broke in the chest, tears of a clown
Years that I spent, with them voice real loud
Hit em with the weed smoke
Wanna see the clouds
I ain't got shit when I'm stuck feeling down
Smoken inside, hope I'm alright
Hopelessly hoping to hope I can fight
Only time I feel calm (calm), when I be raising a fist (fist)
Tell me what you know about the pain bout stress
But your mates turn snake and half of them left
Only time I feel calm (calm), when I be raising a fist (fist)
Tell me what you know bout the pain in your chest
When you get in these fights when I be breaking there neck
Breaking apart, pain in my heart
Writing a verse, while evading the dark
Basically making a change isn't hard
But changing my ways, it is crazily fucked
Rolling a spliff, no containing the buzz
Psyko my big bro, raising me up
Showed me the ways of creating a bar
While the fake friends all stay in the dark
Do it for the real, this is nothing to play with
Grab me the mic, and I'm making em anxious
Face all the facts that I'm leaving em breaking
Never gave a fuck about what anybody saying
Okay Step up, and I'll give you what you asked for
Lobbing a brick at the side of ya glass jaw
Cartel six ix in the mix, better back off
Been through pain, now it's pain on a rapper
Only time I feel calm (calm), when I be raising a fist (fist)
Tell me what you know about the pain bout stress
But your mates turn snake and half of them left
Only time I feel calm (calm), when I be raising a fist (fist)
Tell me what you know bout the pain in your chest
When you get in these fights when I be breaking there neck
Breaking apart I'm needing the bourbon
Voice in my head like the demons are searching
Came with the real the fakes gonna fall back
Don't need a crown when you roll with the wolf pack
Barley alive better pause that, smoking on the pipe yeah psyko you want that
Im feeling the pain everytime I grab mics
Think of the game everytime I'm getting stabbed right
What do I think when it's coming down to bullshit
Not a video when I say I got a full clip (full clip)
Now I put my heart and my soul and my body and mind in all my music (music)
Grew up in a place where the fake ones die
Yeah my momma she was abusive (abusive)
Let me go through hell with the scars on my body I don't care cause I got the music
Gotta wake up,from the drinks are illusive
Said I be getting my brothers yeah we move like a unit
Brudda you wanna battle, what the fuck are you stupid?
When I be up on a beat you be in a tomb bitch
When I turn it up mother fucker it's game owed
I ain't came ove to play with y'all lamos
Check it they all dumb like that mofucker gaydos
Take me off the track before I fold you like play-dough
Only time I feel calm (calm), when I be raising a fist (fist)
Tell me what you know about the pain bout stress
But your mates turn snake and half of them left
Only time I feel calm (calm), when I be raising a fist (fist)
Tell me what you know bout the pain in your chest
When you get in these fights when I be breaking there neck
Only time I feel calm (calm), when I be raising a fist (fist)
Tell me what you know about the pain bout stress
But your mates turn snake and half of them left
Only time I feel calm (calm), when I be raising a fist (fist)
Tell me what you know bout the pain in your chest
When you get in these fights when I be breaking there neck
Only time I feel calm (calm)
Only time I feel calm (calm)
Only time I feel calm (calm)
Only time I feel calm (calm)
Credits
Writer(s): Deejay Perth
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