| Been in my head for days, tryna follow a beat
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| Tryna write some hot shit, tryna follow my dreams
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| Don’t know what’s going on, shit is swallowing me
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| Now I’m swallowing these pills and keep on falling asleep
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| Can’t remember most things, shit’s foggy to me
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| Don’t know how to talk to anyone, that’s bothering me
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| Even tried to talk to God one time and got on my knees
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| But the Devil answered first so now I’m crossing the street
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| Is it all of this weed? |
| I need a reason to blame
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| Why it’s taking me so long to get my feet in the game
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| Got me lost in my thoughts like this dream is a maze
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| Keep on hitting dead ends, keep on hitting the haze
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| Keep on writing these words, keep on ripping the page
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| Keep on fighting with myself, can’t even look at my face
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| Keep on asking the same questions I’m still needing explained
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| What’s life? |
| (life, life, life, life)
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| Oooooh, I’ve seen my fair share
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| Of Devils and Angels
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| Snakes and these bitches
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| These face I’m trippin'
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| I knoow, I knooow
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| Something is missing I know
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| Missing and where did it go? |
| Where did it go?
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| Been in my head for weeks, now I speak to myself
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| Do I need to see a doctor, am I needing some help?
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| Will they tell me that I’m crazy and keep me in a cell?
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| And tell my Mama: 'he's ok, we’re treating him well'?
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| Well (well), rather be six feet in the ground
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| Rather be a puzzle piece that wasn’t easily found
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| But you can find me in a storage room, I sleep on a couch
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| My homie told me 'Homie sorry, but you’re leaving the house'
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| Had to move back home, that what it’s recently 'bout
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| Had to break up with my girl, she don’t believe in my route
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| But how could she? |
| I don’t really either and can tell
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| I don’t really need another reason to beat up myself
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| But I do it (do it, do it)
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| Till I’m ruined (ruined, ruined)
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| Till I don’t understand that I’m stupid
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| Taking all the drugs (drugs), I think I fucking lost it with the music
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| Oooooh, I’ve seen my fair share
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| Of Devils and Angels
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| Snakes and these bitches
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| These face I’m trippin'
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| I knoow, I knooow
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| Something is missing I know
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| Missing and where did it go? |
| Where did it go?
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| I don’t really have any friends
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| My ex really didn’t understand
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| Everyday I wake up like damn
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| Another day I have to pretend
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| With fakes smiles and extending my hands
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| Please pass a pen and a pad, I can vent into that
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| Pursuit of happiness, but the ending is bad
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| I’ll leave half a note here and the rest in a rap
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| Where did it go?
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| Faces, faces, I know, I know
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| Devils and Angels
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| I’ve seen my fair share
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| I’ve seen my fair share, where did it go?
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| Oooooh, I’ve seen my fair share
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| Of Devils and Angels
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| Snakes and these bitches
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| These face I’m trippin'
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| I knoow, I knooow
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| Something is missing I know
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| Missing and where did it go? |
| Where did it go? |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Sharks , by - Eazy Mac. Song from the album Music for the Visually Impaired, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп