Cold Day In Hell
Obsession
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Order of Chaos
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Verse 1 Ima do this till my heartbeat stops Ain't nothing better than a smart beat drop I went from straightforward unbiased rapping too Introspective disrespect now its autobiographical I swear everyday ima climb this mountain But I’m in so deep I doubt my own self-doubting Here I am penning love letters to the game I hate I considered quitting never thought id see the day But hey mom said don’t ever miss your opportunities Cause they the stories people tell when they crying at your eulogy Straight to it sorry mom I’m not the son I used to be Steady Racking up these wins but I started losing me I used to mesmerize and terrorize terrorist factions Now its talks of knives and suicide on therapist couches Dreams of Hollywood stars, cars, mansions and houses To nightmares of moms tears as she closes the casket Coming back with all facts to make a notable classic About obsession and depression and blood spill on my mattress I show scars through bars show the wounds with no bandage This is for me this for you and every person on this planet Destruction and deception no idea where this heading Obsession with the effort in the message that I’m sending For my Friends second guessing you about to learn a lesson How sadness and depression can turn a man into a legend Hook They say this dream ain't really right for you They don’t know all the pain that I’m writing through Through all the lies in the lines you find the truth Nobody has stars in they eyes like I do Verse 2 Ill give you the story of the demons that I fought Yeah I sit at home and rap but i never really talk I used to shoot off like bullet fragments out of pistol Just an emotional little kid with anger management issues Issues? No way man a cold day in the hell Ill fix you that’s another cold play song to sell That was every single day in denial to myself Consumed by everyone else screwed my own mental health Ain't that the truth all my youth disappeared Back to the roots in the booth shedding tears I can sit at home and cry I can't sit at home and weep Or I can sit at home and write and give some people what they need For free look around and think damn we almost lost him Never fear I’m right here I had to leave to get it popping All I gotta do is just keep on dropping Look at these labels leave them no other option But to back me and my team and the dreams we produce Keep telling stories and scenes you won't believe all for you De-corrupt this generation by surrounding them with truth And if I don’t blow now I won't stop until I do Hook They say this dream ain't really right for you They don’t know all the pain that I’m writing through Through all the lies in the lines you find the truth Nobody has stars in they eyes like I do