Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Misery, artist - Awon. Album song Beautiful Loser, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 15.03.2010
Record label: Digi Crates
Song language: English
Misery |
| I’m here left alone in my misery |
| I know it ain’t many niggas as ill as me |
| Everybody who hear my shit be feelin' me |
| The longer it takes to get a brake its killin' me |
| I’m tryin to get direct connects like Nextel |
| I’ll like to work my way on the double XL |
| If I don’t sound like everybody else I won’t sell |
| I tell them fake record execs go to hell |
| I’m from where God’s tears are my raindrops |
| My people on heroine to make the pain stop |
| Everybody ride the bus get on at the same stop |
| For teen pregnancy they give the chicks the same shot |
| It only make they ass fatter so they fuck more |
| Momma don’t educated them so they still fuck raw |
| Now babies having babies they get younger and younger |
| Replacing all my niggas who die every summer |
| Now you understand my hunger and thirst |
| In broad daylight guns burst taking all the young first |
| Now I’m drowning in this Hennessy bottle waiting my turn |
| To be with God, but then no ones concerned |
| I’m here left alone in my misery |
| I know it ain’t many niggas as ill as me |
| Everybody who hear my shit be feelin' me |
| The longer it takes to get a brake its killin' me |
| I’m here left alone in my misery |
| I know it ain’t many niggas as ill as me |
| Everybody who hear my shit be feelin' me |
| The longer it takes to get a brake its killin' me |
| It’s only a matter of time before I pull a Shyne |
| Clock about 9 to 15 I’m dying to get cream |
| Champagne and caviar dreams |
| Make niggas put the mic down and carry out schemes |
| Positive over negative is the right way |
| Sometimes you gotta flip it do it the life way |
| Most of my niggas chose to live in a cage |
| Cause you can’t push a 6 on minimum wage |
| Yet they want to put limits on a black mans life |
| Caught a felony so they took my civil rights |
| All I got is one mic and community knowledge |
| From the block and some classes in community college |
| Life stresses pulls on my heart and my dome |
| Some I’m writing these Psalms |
| And jotting down poems |
| With a pimps blood, hustler’s swagger, and killer’s mind |
| And a sick vocab giving birth to iller rhymes |
| I’m here left alone in my misery |
| I know it ain’t many niggas as ill as me |
| Everybody who hear my shit be feelin' me |
| The longer it takes to get a brake its killin' me |
| I’m here left alone in my misery |
| I know it ain’t many niggas as ill as me |
| Everybody who hear my shit be feelin' me |
| The longer it takes to get a brake its killin' me |
| The streets watching me and my eyes on the block |
| Niggas want to see me knocked |
| Or they want to see me shot |
| I rather pick up the mic and rock instead of whippin up blocks |
| To shut down the spot |
| I’m the hustle brains plus muscle |
| Different day same struggle watch the young boy bubble |
| Like alka seltzer if I have to melt ya |
| It was cause I’m provoked cause I’m so dope |
| And niggas ain’t hearing me the game is going through a change |
| And it seems to be more of a conspiracy |
| Yall niggas get so emotional |
| You need hugs |
| You RnB thugs and I ain’t sweating you metro sexuals |
| I still show niggas what that tech will do |
| I’m trying to have a debut like Snoop |
| Bring it I will crush every nigga in ya group |
| I’m here left alone in my misery |
| I know it ain’t many niggas as ill as me |
| Everybody who hear my shit be feelin' me |
| The longer it takes to get a brake its killin' me |
| I’m here left alone in my misery |
| I know it ain’t many niggas as ill as me |
| Everybody who hear my shit be feelin' me |
| The longer it takes to get a brake its killin' me |