You'll understand when you hear it.
Hip-Hop you can relate to, even if you dont relate.
I'm Emcee Lug. I write my own lyrics. I dont bite lines. When I spit a freestyle, it's actually a freestyle. I'll batte anyone, no matter if it's track or freestyle, because I've got the drive to win.
Story behind the song
Depression. Plain and simple
Lyrics
I’ll slit my wrists with a pen, and write with the blood
Sittin' and wonderin', will my life ever be good
Could I do something that helps someone other then me
Or will my subtle selfishness condemn me for eternity
Burnin me with hells flames, like I never felt pain
It’s not helping knowing how I’ve dealt shame
Cuz I sell caine, smoke cigs, and blow trees
My family acts like they don’t even know me
You can’t show me the way Cuz my eyes are closed
I sold my soul for a mic to supply the flows
I try to doze off every night with a guilty conscience
But I can’t fall asleep unless I’m on shit
I’m not stopping, Cuz my fate has been sealed
Through the ink and the paper destiny is revealed
I hope you feel what I’m sayin' so it's not in vain
Cuz I can’t write these lines unless I’m in pain
I’m off to bigger better places, in my mind
But in reality, I just may find
I’m falling behind, and I’m slipping away
And I’ll never feel as good as I did today
Another day goes by, they start to blend together
I hide from everyone, it makes me feel better
But whatever, no one really knows me anyways
Chameleon personality, changin' up what I display
Never come out and say anything that bothers me
Almost like I don’t wanna get this stress off of me
You can offer me support, but I write my problems
Come back with a track if you wanna try and solve em
Music is the only place I go for answers in life
About half of the time those answers are right
It might not work out quite how I want it to
But if it gives me fuel to write a song or two
Then I'll chalk it up to another lesson learned
Another bridge crossed, or another page turned
Another day burned in the mind of a lost soul
Physically I’m here, but mentally I’m not whole
I’m off to bigger better places, in my mind
But in reality, I just may find
I’m falling behind, and I’m slipping away
And I’ll never feel as good as I did today
Sometimes I feel okay, but I know I’m really not
I’ve made some bad decisions now my life is really shot
It’s gotten to the point where I don’t even wanna try
Each day that goes by is closer to the day I that will die
But I don’t cry, I’m past the point of shedding tears
Wonderin’ if I’ll still be around in twenty years
It’s unclear, but do I really wanna know?
The way my life will end, and where I’m gonna go
My face shows the stress and it gets the best of me
Please take this weight off my chest so I can breathe
And let me be, I don’t want the choices that you give me
I’m better off on my own to put it simply
So forgive me, if I let it pass through the ears
I’ve lost my faith in people in the last twenty years
I’ve had plenty beers in attempts to drown my sorrows
I’ve given up on today but I’m still hopin for tomorrow
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