Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Pillow Man, artist - Hopsin.
Date of issue: 18.11.2010
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Pillow Man |
I’ve spent about ten years tryna work on my craft |
Tryna save this hip-hop shit and disperse of the trash |
But all my nerves have just crashed, cuz all the verses I’ve thrashed |
Were meant to benefit my future, I’m uncertain it has |
I rarely ever put something out to insert in your dash |
Cuz as soon as I became a brand, my own purpose was smashed |
I’m feelin' nervous in fact, I got no urges to rap |
Now I don’t think my fucking life can get more worthless than that |
I see these (niggas) blowing up, who never do got the proper game |
(Niggas) who fucking suck, Gucci and Wacka Flocka Flame |
(Niggas) who makin' bucks, someone tell me I’m not insane |
Cuz I feel the urge to run up on a bitch ass nigga and rob his chain |
Dang! |
I thought I had it figured out |
See I panic and I pout |
Yo I’ve had it man, I’m out |
God damn it, this shit’s a clout |
I’m the baddest, ain’t no doubt |
But my madness is about to turn me manic 'til I shout |
How come the world is always quick to turn they back on me |
Won’t somebody tell me, you can go ahead, and fall asleep |
I’ll be in your dream |
Maybe I’m the Pillow Man, maybe I’m the Pillow Man |
I’ll be in your dream |
Maybe I’m the Pillow Man, maybe I’m the Pillow Man |
I’ll be in your dream |
You all assume I’m evil, but actually I’m so nice |
I’ve always been the lover boy like practically my whole life |
Unhappy here with no wife, don’t ask me I don’t know why |
I’m livin' life without no type of strategy to go by |
I knew a bitch who I would go pick up when the day starts |
A bitch who’d even like to watch me skate at the skate park |
A bitch who I was making out with up in the graveyard |
The same bitch who went and left my ass with a slayed heart |
She cut it like an avocado, secretly hittin' clubs and poppin' bottles |
Hanging with thugs or sucking a lots of cock yo |
The biggest slut from Loveland, Colorado |
Fuck a hoe, that’s Hopsin’s motto, my heart is vacant, you knock it’s hollow |
She met another guy who left the baby stuck inside |
Her vagina then he just split and messed up her fuckin' life |
Now she hits me up and I |
Say go suck a nut, goodbye |
All you sluts can die for wasting all my sacred love supply |
To live a decent life what all does it take |
I tried and tried to be the best but nothing falls in the place |
And I’m a man but my struggle is gonna cause me to break |
And just evolve me to hate I’m in a nauseous state |
And shit it probably is fake but who’s in control of it me or god |
Is he the cause of why am I here the reason’s odd |
I’m broke and need a job, for spending cheese on broads |
But y’all don’t see the flaws I coat it up to keep it raw |
And mc’s who’s got the most talent in this whole planet |
Don’t never get recognized when they dope at it |
So they go back to the block hustlin' and dope addicts |
Some niggas got the 'it factor' some niggas don’t have it |
Yo I’m at my last tears cuz everytime I think I’m out the matrix |
I get sucked right back in |
But man I’m hopin' things are change and the soul in me remains |
Cuz the talent that I’ve got is way too cold to be contained |
No, no |
What did I do to deserve this? |
No, no |
I don’t even have a purpose |
Pillow man (x4) |