Angel In My Life-Joe Budden

歌手 : Joe Budden

专辑 : Padded Room

语种 : 英语

时长 : 03:36

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Angel In My Life - Joe Budden

Let's look behind the Swarovski crystals

Behind the 50 calibers and the pistols

Misused pardoned self got to excuse my issues

For me to have you a ritual

But I ain't as crazy as I seem to be

It's just that nothin' is the way that is seem's to me

Im feelin' less then druggin' him up with anti-depressents

In essence im threatenin my character asessment

Truth told I figure a few hoe's

Mixed with some new clothes should cover my loop holes

If I'm misundersttod or mis-guided

Started when they passed the L' said 'just try it'

When I don't wanna get out of bed I just fight it

Sometimes I don't eat for days I just diet

Only live once so if I just like it

I aint even checkin' the price I just buy sh*t

I'm thinkin that will just hide it

But all it takes is life to ignite sh*t

I'm thinkin' bout death wonderin' how I'm gonna go

I can't be insane for just wantin' to know

In my head I die often I used to think of suicide often

Good suit on and a nice coffin

But that ain't somethin' I would try myself

Still they lock me in this room all by myself

I need a think I need a

They say my symptoms are aggressive

They titled me a compulsive obsessive slash manic depressive

They trying to tell I'm a con and I game niggas

That's one reason I dont even entertain niggas

Not important who they are I won't name niggas

They like to say I got a tendency to blame niggas

I keep f**kin' sh*t up but keep tryin'

If ya'll would just trust me I wouldn't just keep lyin'

If I had bread I wouldn't be in debt

Let me clarify get in Def

I feel like every time I been less

When ever I invest whenever I inset I feel I'm innept

I try to make them understand but they just won't incept

I tell them four million others I am the templed

There ain't no book that tells a story there ain't no index

We got some different type of cuts and no they ain't princess

All this indigest seemingly in less

How I take in stress when I always went best

Aching in my chest and yet it still won't break me

They say the room is padded for my own safety

But the cushion don't soften sh*t

They locked the door but still they let my thoughts in it

And no one can tell me why I'm here

I can't even see the sky from here

I guess my time is near