Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hectic, artist - Pete Philly. Date of issue: 20.07.2008
Song language: English
Hectic |
| Waking up in the morning |
| Sweat, you bet feel regret |
| Clock is set but I still got hours left |
| Now it’s five o’clock, I’m taking panic breaths |
| Paranoid thought fiending for a hit of the meth |
| Setting for caffeine |
| Had another nightmare, had another bad dream |
| I roll though the scene |
| Not rolling in greens |
| Yet I feel eyes sitting in my back; |
| envy |
| People out to get me whether it be in the industy or in the big city |
| It’s like wherever I go, people acting as if they know me but they don’t |
| So is it me or is they thinking I’m wack |
| Is it me that they see or is it my act |
| Is it G’s that I need to go and stack |
| Is it pleasing and smiling to react |
| To the teasing they do with a new contract |
| All I see is fake smiling men in black |
| Acting like they my friends like dudes in an act |
| Matter of fact; |
| I’m about to crack |
| Break glass, quick fast |
| This lack of cash got me making these rash decisions |
| Looking passed my mission |
| Paranoid thought blurring my vision |
| As I’m sitting in front of the television I won’t fail to bite a nail |
| As I’m waiting to exhale |
| Like when my landlord tries to call me |
| I throw away the phone and reject the call |
| See, probably one time too many |
| That I had to pay my rent but I didn’t have any |
| Pesos or cashflow I lace flows on the daily, but it don’t pay a penny |
| Paranoid thought be consuming me |
| Leaving no room to see myself as anything other than a doomed mc |
| So maybe i’m a doomed mv |
| Or maybe… |
| Snakes in the grass, they on my a** |
| Don’t know who they are cause they’re moving fast |
| So many cats that be on my d*** |
| It makes me sick |
| Thik they can take my cash quick |
| Paranoid as f*** |
| They be looking at Pete Phily like they starstruck |
| Don’t they know me, wanna know me |
| Wanna throw me a pound like they my homie |
| Nah, they ain’t getting nada |
| Talkin don dada yadayada, wearing they pradas |
| Nah, I’ll keep my distance |
| It’s the business |
| It’s this crazy existence how weird it feels; |
| the chills through my spine |
| I just need to unwind |
| Yo, some say I’m manic depressice (panic) |
| All I can say is they been stalking me ever since I was an adolescent |
| Now between you and me |
| All that I can see is all these eyes folowing me |
| Now they’re coming for me |
| Now they’re gunning for me |
| Now I’m one running mc! |