
Date of issue: 19.04.2013
Record label: Denace
Song language: English
Save Me |
I’m saying that I, I need an angel |
Born to find me, born to show me the way out |
And I’ll, I’ll be so lonely |
I’ve been holding on for so long, save me from lost and found |
Just close your eyes and let me paint this |
Picture so you can understand how deep my pain is |
Feel me when I speak from the heart, it’s all tainted |
Cause I speak from the darkest place, that’s where my brain is |
For all of us that are fed up with life, hold it down |
For all of us who never take a chance, take it now |
This is your life man, go ahead, take control |
Nobody around you gives a shit where the hell you go |
Stop feeling sorry for yourself, stand up |
And I don’t want you like, uh, they fucked my plans up |
No excuses, keep pursuing, keep pushing, you’ve done it before |
You can do it, don’t be stupid, move it! |
I’m saying that I, I need an angel |
Born to find me, born to show me the way out |
And I’ll, I’ll be so lonely |
I’ve been holding on for so long, save me from lost and found |
I feel lost, give me light, give me hope |
Give me spark, give me anything I need so I can leave out the dark |
It’s so cold, heart froze, spit snow |
Spit so you could feel every angry pissed note! |
But just know that I’m only angry cause you made me |
And I love it, man it’s crazy, it has made me |
Into something so much stronger, little bigger |
So much longer, how much longer 'fore I turn into a motherfucking anaconda |
Man I’m pissed off, let me list off, a few things on my chest need to be let off |
Look at all this Eminem shit needs to be dead talk |
You keep jumping on my dick, you need to get off |
I’ve been walking this road and I’ve passed 8 miles |
I’m at 188 and counting, surrounded by haters, I’m astounded |
How I got so many wanting me dead but I got an angel pushing me ahead |
I’m saying that I, I need an angel |
Born to find me, born to show me the way out |
And I’ll, I’ll be so lonely |
I’ve been holding on for so long, save me from lost and found |
Third verse, it gets worse |
I body rap, fucking nerves, call a hearse, so absurd |
I hate the world, it gets on my nerves |
Balls cuffed, spit at everyone who don’t occur |
Middle fingers to the world, I’m the new 2Pac |
I spit the truth beneath the booth, you fools watch |
Why you lose what you thought you had? |
What you thought you got? |
Which means you never had it to begin with |
I’m living whatever I speak, I’m in it, I live it |
You gimmicks are nothing I’m driven, you bump into something so vicious |
I’m eating fleshes from men and women to bitches, I’m cannibalistic |
I’m rapping majestic and still a statistic of a rapper that’s missing |
I’m rapping conditioned, I’m clapping these kicks in |
My passion is itching, I’m blasting these hits and |
I’m mad and I’m pissed at the haters convinced that |
I’m biting, they bitching, they crying and wishing |
I’ll die and stop spitting but I am not finished you bitches |
I’m saying that I, I need an angel |
Born to find me, born to show me the way out |
And I’ll, I’ll be so lonely |
I’ve been holding on for so long, save me from lost and found |
Name | Year |
---|---|
Love Ballad | 2013 |
Farewell | 2013 |
So Cold | 2013 |
Survivor | 2013 |
Blow | 2013 |
Better My Life | 2013 |
Letter 2 Myself | 2013 |
Die Young | 2013 |
Tired of Being Broke | 2013 |
Goodbye | 2013 |
Assassin | 2015 |
That Guy | 2013 |
Let's Be Real | 2015 |
Never Change | 2013 |
Nothing | 2013 |
Welcome Home | 2013 |
Down for Me | 2013 |
Hey Yo! | 2013 |
Drinking About You | 2015 |
Far from Home | 2015 |