作曲 : Eaton, K'Naan, Warsame, West It's like writing to the dead, dear people I don't know if you'll hear my last plea But somebody needs to be a little concerned about me It's like I'm standing on the edge of a high tower by K'neen Y'all are rootin' me to jump, and nobody stoppin' me It's like a drug filled rock and roll documentary Just wait till the world knows what's inside of me 'Cause you'll be sorry when I'm gone and I'll be gone so very soon If the pressure on my diaphragm keeps resisting If the feds keep my brothers stompin' up and down prisons If you can't understand my offerings and deep mission No label is willing to see my unique vision (If metro housing keeps threatening my poor mother with eviction) You'll be sorry, you'll be sorry You'll be sorry if I stay so poor I can't afford my own medicine to cure my ulcer And get vexed at every rich person that walks past That won't blast Just yet I don't even have enough gas To pass the exit, so don't laugh Don't laugh I think a smile is a charity But ****, don't laugh my anger Resulted from pressure, exhaustion My boys be orphans My voice is all bent I'm tired, I'm coughing My daddy's divorcin' My momma is hopin' My eyes be so open For chances, I'm walkin' I'm walkin' and talkin' and boxing my shadow I hate you, I hate this, I hate food, I won't eat In case you offend me, I wait you, so don't sleep I hate you, I hate this, I hate food, I won't eat In case you offend me, I wait you, so don't sleep I hate you, I hate this, I hate food, I won't eat In case you offend me, I wait you, so don't sleep It's like the possibility of making it in the industry Is just around the corner now, it's just about your ability But see, it's like an enigma, an insomniac singer A dream, a figment of your imagination it seems It'll never be successful Please protect your neck before they squeeze I'm your biggest hater, you suck And even if you don't, you know your luck You'll probably get run over by a truck before your first label meeting Meeting is the issue, you prick Yo, yo, you really make me sick No, no you make me sick I can't stand this argument See this is what happens when my mind starts to dwell And my strength starts to fail And I get an anxiety resulted in panic attacks, exhaustion I might as well look for a fence My health is dissolving I am tired, I'm coughing My wife is divorcing My girlfriend is open 'Cause I gotta so open Over these ******, walkin' I'm walkin' and talking and boxing my shadows I hate you, I hate this, I hate food, I won't eat In case you offend me, I wait you, so don't sleep I hate you, I hate this, I hate food, I won't eat In case you offend me, I wait you, so don't sleep I hate you, I hate this, I hate food, I won't eat In case you offend me, I wait you, so don't sleep And now I sing about the poor, and I sing about the war And how can I not represent when I'm the most critically acclaimed Put most emcees to a lyrical shame Get some, um, fame, express my pain and still keep this **** raw How can one person be so poor? Look at it, you're better off without me I mean even I doubt me My own dreams mock me The snicker and talk about me They want me to suffer about me Take my life around me, rob me They got me boxing my own shadow I hate you, I hate this, I hate food, I won't eat In case you offend me, I wait you, so don't sleep I hate you, I hate this, I hate food, I won't eat In case you offend me, I wait you, so don't sleep I hate you, I hate this, I hate food, I won't eat In case you offend me, I wait you, so don't sleep
作曲 : Eaton, K'Naan, Warsame, West It's like writing to the dead, dear people I don't know if you'll hear my last plea But somebody needs to be a little concerned about me It's like I'm standing on the edge of a high tower by K'neen Y'all are rootin' me to jump, and nobody stoppin' me It's like a drug filled rock and roll documentary Just wait till the world knows what's inside of me 'Cause you'll be sorry when I'm gone and I'll be gone so very soon If the pressure on my diaphragm keeps resisting If the feds keep my brothers stompin' up and down prisons If you can't understand my offerings and deep mission No label is willing to see my unique vision (If metro housing keeps threatening my poor mother with eviction) You'll be sorry, you'll be sorry You'll be sorry if I stay so poor I can't afford my own medicine to cure my ulcer And get vexed at every rich person that walks past That won't blast Just yet I don't even have enough gas To pass the exit, so don't laugh Don't laugh I think a smile is a charity But ****, don't laugh my anger Resulted from pressure, exhaustion My boys be orphans My voice is all bent I'm tired, I'm coughing My daddy's divorcin' My momma is hopin' My eyes be so open For chances, I'm walkin' I'm walkin' and talkin' and boxing my shadow I hate you, I hate this, I hate food, I won't eat In case you offend me, I wait you, so don't sleep I hate you, I hate this, I hate food, I won't eat In case you offend me, I wait you, so don't sleep I hate you, I hate this, I hate food, I won't eat In case you offend me, I wait you, so don't sleep It's like the possibility of making it in the industry Is just around the corner now, it's just about your ability But see, it's like an enigma, an insomniac singer A dream, a figment of your imagination it seems It'll never be successful Please protect your neck before they squeeze I'm your biggest hater, you suck And even if you don't, you know your luck You'll probably get run over by a truck before your first label meeting Meeting is the issue, you prick Yo, yo, you really make me sick No, no you make me sick I can't stand this argument See this is what happens when my mind starts to dwell And my strength starts to fail And I get an anxiety resulted in panic attacks, exhaustion I might as well look for a fence My health is dissolving I am tired, I'm coughing My wife is divorcing My girlfriend is open 'Cause I gotta so open Over these ******, walkin' I'm walkin' and talking and boxing my shadows I hate you, I hate this, I hate food, I won't eat In case you offend me, I wait you, so don't sleep I hate you, I hate this, I hate food, I won't eat In case you offend me, I wait you, so don't sleep I hate you, I hate this, I hate food, I won't eat In case you offend me, I wait you, so don't sleep And now I sing about the poor, and I sing about the war And how can I not represent when I'm the most critically acclaimed Put most emcees to a lyrical shame Get some, um, fame, express my pain and still keep this **** raw How can one person be so poor? Look at it, you're better off without me I mean even I doubt me My own dreams mock me The snicker and talk about me They want me to suffer about me Take my life around me, rob me They got me boxing my own shadow I hate you, I hate this, I hate food, I won't eat In case you offend me, I wait you, so don't sleep I hate you, I hate this, I hate food, I won't eat In case you offend me, I wait you, so don't sleep I hate you, I hate this, I hate food, I won't eat In case you offend me, I wait you, so don't sleep
