| My life, my life
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| Makes me wanna run away
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| There’s no place to go, no place to go All the confusion
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| It’s an illusion like a movie
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| Got nowhere to go Nowhere to run and hide
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| No matter how hard I try
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| Yeah, 03, I went from back filthy to filthy rich
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| Man, the emotions change so I can never trust a bitch
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| I tried to help niggas get on, they turned around and spit
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| Right in my face, so Game and Buck, both can suck a dick
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| Now when you hear 'em it may sound like it’s some other shit
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| Cause I’m not writing anymore, they not making hits
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| I’m far from perfect, there’s so many lessons I done learned
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| If money is evil look at all the evil I done earned
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| I’m doing what I’m supposed to, I’m a writer, I’m a fighter
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| Entrepreneur, fresh out the sewer, watch me maneuver
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| What’s it to you? |
| The track I lace it, it’s better than basic
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| This is my recovery, my comeback, kid
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| My life, my life
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| Makes me wanna run away
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| There’s no place to go, no place to go All the confusion
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| It’s an illusion like a movie
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| Got nowhere to go Nowhere to run and hide
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| No matter how hard I try
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| While you were sipping your own Kool-Aid getting your buzz heavy
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| I was in the fucking sheds sharpening my machete
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| Sipping on some of that revenge juice, getting my taste buds ready
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| To whoop down this spaghetti, or should I say this spaghett-even?
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| I think you fucking meatballs keep on just forgetting
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| Thought he was finished, motherfucker, it’s only the beginning
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| He’s bugging again, he’s straight thugging, fuck who he’s offending
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| He’ll rip your vocal chords out and have them bitches plugged in me Motherfucking wall with 3000 volts of electricity
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| Now take the other and dump them then pluck him, motherfuckers in each
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| One of your eyesockets cause I thought you might finally fucking see
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| That’ll teach you to go voicing your cocksucking opinion to me
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| I done put my blood, my sweat and my tears in this shit
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| Fuck letting up, you’re gonna end up regretting you ever betted against me Feels like I’mma snap any minute, yeah
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| It’s happening again, I’m thinking about the same
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| Mother fuck everybody that’s up in this bitch, but 50
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| Cause this is all I know, this is why so hard I go
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| I swear to God I put my heart and soul into this more than anybody knows
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| I’m trapped, so all I do is rap, but everytime I rap I’m more trapped
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| And I rap myself right into this bubble, oh oh, I guess it’s bubble wrap
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| This is like a vicious cycle, my life’s in a crisis
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| Christ, how was I supposed to know shit would turn up like it did?
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| Feels like I’m going psycho again and I might just blow my lid
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| Shit, I almost wish that I would have never made Recovery, kid
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| Cause I’m running in circles with
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| My life, my life
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| Makes me wanna run away
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| There’s no place to go, no place to go All the confusion
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| It’s an illusion like a movie
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| Got nowhere to go Nowhere to run and hide
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| No matter how hard I try
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| I haven’t been this fucking confused since I was a kid
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| Sold like 40 million records, people forgot what I did
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| Maybe this is for me, maybe, maybe I’m supposed to go crazy
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| Maybe I’ll do it 3 a. |
| m in the morning like Shady
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| Psycho killer, Michael Myers, I’m on fire like a lighter
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| Tryna say the same classic, get your ass kicked
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| Man crook, wrap your head up in plastic
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| Pussy, now pick the casket, dirt nap with the maggots
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| It’s tragic, it’s sad it’s never gonna end, now we number one again
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| With that frown on your face, and your heart full of hate
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| Accept it, respect it, this a gift God gave me like the air in the lungs
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| And every fucking thing with it My life, my life
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| Makes me wanna run away
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| There’s no place to go No place to go All the confusion
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| It’s an illusion like a movie
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| Got nowhere to go Nowhere to run and hide
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| No matter how hard I try |