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Charts
Peak #906
Peak in subgenre #65
Author
Aaron Garback/Katherine Allen
Uploaded
March 20, 2011
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MP3 2.9 MB • 128 kbps • 3:09
Story behind the song
Some call this the part two to the 1st ever debuted song by, local Reno rap artist group, Domestic Threats. Performed by World of Warcraft artist, Letomi (allegedly Katherine Allen), after one review of this song, Domestic Threats' group leader, Kajin Chunsa (allegedly Aaron Garback), knew he had to have this song as part of his upcoming "The MixedFeelings EP".
Chunsa describes that the story behind this song is exactly as his verse portrays--times of sheer depression. After 22 years of unrealistic amounts of agony and hardships, the darkness of those tribulations still does not cease. "Sometimes, it's just hard hard to get out of bed," Chunsa explains, "and even though I have responsibilities I have to tend to, I just feel so hollow, dead inside and wasted like I'm dripping away, and so oftenly, that gets the better of me."
The song has received official confirmation of Letomi's, the original artist before this remix, approval. Letomi believes Chunsa shows an insane amount of musical talent on this song, and was glad evermore that he made an effort, regardless how hard it must have been, to network with her by surprising her with this track out of thin air.
Lyrics
I:
Yeah.
This is the Kajin Chunsa remix.
With Letomi.
I don’t even know how to f***in feel any more.
I’m just so twisted inside…
V:
It’s 6:45 and I’m still layin in my bed,
I don’t know if I’m scared to get up
or what’s goin in my head.
I got tears rollin’ down my face, and everytime I try to speak
It’s like darkness is stalkin’ me and I can see it in my dreams
The Skies Seem Dark, even when I try to sing
about the happier things like the progress I’m seein
and I promised I woudn’t let negativity have me careened
But it’s like I’m a plane and this sh** is a high-jacking
I got nightmares every night about being stranded in Hell
The sorrow I tried to run from, I failed and I fell
I’m imprisoned in myself and I can’t make the bail
I’m blind, deaf and dumb, a Helen Keller, for real.
A part of me went hollow, now all I do is lie through my teeth
If I can ever get this sh** out, I always slur when I speak
I’m slippin and trippin like I’ve never been sober
and I hate makin sad songs, I want this sh** over
So, does someone got a blunt or even acid to trip on?
I’ll admit I can’t solo this, I need sutt’n to sip on
I need my mood to quit actin a fool cause I gotta go
I got a collab to do with Swag Squad’s BoneZ
I tried to make it a resolution back on the 26th
to try to keep my head up, no matter how heavy the sh**
But it looks like that failed long ago before it begun
2k11 nipped me in the bud before 2k10 was done.
So I’m sittin’ in my room, curtains closed like the door
Bottles litterin’ the floor, and just sippin’ on this dro
Lookin’ for a reason somewhere to get back up to the the mic
If it’s not for my life, then I gotta do it for my pride
But it’s like when I try, there’s always something stopping me
My subconscious makes an excuse of something blockin me
Like I gotta shower or I need some other n*** there
Some other n**** there? I’ve been alone since before daycare.
Father let me young and I had no real friends
Real friends? You were more solo than The Lonely Island!
Mom bailed out at 9 just to get drunk through the night
I literally had to stop carin at 9 just to get through the night.
Have you heard the rumor that Asians work at sweat shops?
Wait—this is “Wakin Up Dead” all over again, I’mma stop.
But I’m the Horseman, just flyin’ ‘round and searchin’ for my reason
People say I’m bettering my life, I say this sh** is treason.
I’m still sittin in my room with all the curtains and blinds closed
More bottles litter the floor, and I’m just finishin all my dro
Thinkin’, contemplatin’ a reason to step back to the mic
Thlurring, Thlippin on my wordth I couldn’t thay for my life!
They say don’t be so selfish, you’re doing this sh** for us
that should be more than reason enough to step back to the mic
You speak for those who can’t or won’t, now stop your cryin’
n**** , get back to the mic and salvage the last of your pride.
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