Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Knowbody Knows, artist - Nitty Scott. Album song The Art of Chill, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 22.05.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Nitty Scott
Song language: English
Knowbody Knows |
Nobody knows where they might end up |
Nobody knows (nobody knows man) |
Nobody knows where they might end up |
(Lemme talk to em) |
Yo, okay now I got a secret knows |
Deep in the dark but I know that it shows |
Got to get high just to beat the lows |
Move slow got woes and the pressure grows, uh |
Born to a broken home |
I mean a broken house cause the trust is out |
Moms got tears and I lived in fear |
Never even had the same address for a year |
Uh, and now my stash is tapped |
Panic attacks I need a permanent nap |
Searching for a turn in the map |
Burning now I’m lookin for a person to snap on |
Send a Muthafuckin nurse to black on |
Straight verse and I curse to clap on |
If I didn’t have this track to rap on |
I would have to put the damn platforms back on |
They try to tell me that I’m living in a shattered place (okay) |
But then I tell them that I never saw with different space (okay) |
It seems we roaming down the street with no end |
And I just like to pretend |
That my shrink ain’t my best friend |
I’ve been drowning in my sorrows full of bottles but I’m hollow |
Blackening bravado and I borrow on tomorrow |
Ain’t no trace of where we at |
So its time to face the facts |
I say hello worlds I’m… |
I’ll get back to you on that |
(nobody knows where they might end up) |
You never know what another soul is going through man |
(nobody knows) |
They say that we’re all just human but don’t accept our own humanity |
(nobody knows where they might end up) |
Consumed in vanity and social constructs, we’re quick to judge insanity (nobody |
knows) |
Never know what was truly real, or right or wrong |
(nobody knows where they might end up) |
Were still willing to build walls that increase the divide (nobody knows) |
(nobody knows where they might end up) |
So its time to say, that it’s okay to not be okay |
No crazy no normal no sane, just a condition that we all share |
The you in me and the me in you |
Look inside the mirror and I know what I see |
Another enemy staring back at me |
Say she don’t want me to win |
And she don’t want me to be |
She been talking to me since a ni**a was three (fuck you) |
Life full a mess and a bag full of stress |
Confess that I might not pass this test press |
And I never had the guts to cut but I ain’t givin a fuck imma self-destruct |
Have you ever been in battle |
War with yourself you were shaking on a rattle |
Bang bang but you need more ammo |
Take another swing call it boxing shadows |
No key to coping no trusting in my emotions |
Can’t focus much less expose them since I got that diagnosis |
Now I’m living on these doses, slippin under noses |
And I tend to get explosive with the ones that I am closest |
I couldn’t believe it, wanna suck on a barrel and squeeze it |
Wanna take all the pain and relieve it, gotta search for my soul and retrieve it |
Thought everybody was hatin on me |
But its pain to see my biggest hater is me |
And I never really knew my wealth cuz |
I guess its all about self-love |
And I may never make it back |
So I say hello world I’m |
I’ll get back to you on that |
Maybe one day we’ll acknowledge the god in one another |
Where hearts can bend and minds can mend |
And there’s nothing to be ashamed of |
Because the stigma hurts more than the sickness |
And no one deserves a spoiled identity |
That’s why we have to go without fear |
Without these assumptions and taints of perspectives |
And remember that one day |
They will paint civilization by how it helped the hurting |
Nobody knows |