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Lonely Street (feat. Playboy)
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The Madd Hatter hails from Palm City, Florida. He entered the rap game in 2003, at age 15. Over the years, the Madd Hatter has polished his vocab, flow, and de
I didn't grow up in the ghetto and I've never shot anyone. I'm not out to prove anything - it's just me doing me. Born in DC, raised in FL, living in NY.
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Genre
Hip-Hop • Alternative Hip Hop
Charts
Peak #952
Peak in subgenre #103
Author
(E. Gorodetsky, J. Langston / hala-x)
Rights
2009
Uploaded
June 28, 2009
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MP3 3.6 MB • 128 kbps • 3:58
Lyrics
Madd Hatter Yo, it's hard to know for certain why incoherent urges Pull back the curtain to flaunt surges that cause all my hurting Stuck feeding my burden, 'cause offers failed to foster flirting Sluts applause in wonder bras, I'm wandering around the same circles Not better off amongst the most sane Boast game no piety, society's not close to liking me I ask questions 'bout my purpose 'cause problems never work out that surface, state the facts because I'm worthless Plus, I must've heard this bout a thousand times through my music Filled with false hope, but I've already been through it It influenced me to travel time, absent-mindedly finding me, defiantly like this variety I drink alone, liquor in back alleys Though it provokes my malady, so f*** you givin' me pity F*** my liver and kidneys, need to heal my Achilles Feel no heart beat, got me walkin' while I'm sippin' on whiskey Chorus Yes I'm walkin' (Yes I'm walkin') Walkin' down a lonely street (Walkin' down a lonely street) Yes I'm walkin' (Yes I'm walkin') Walkin' down a lonely street (Walkin' down a lonely street) Yes I'm walkin' (Yes I'm walkin') Walkin' down a lonely street (Walkin' down a lonely street) Yes I'm walkin' (Yes I'm walkin') Walkin' down a lonely street (Walkin' down a lonely street) Playboy I struggle to see why these people can't see me Invisible, yeah I know, it's pitiful Ridiculed for my stance and position But I can't run cause my feet keep coming up missing Like a bad rendition of past times Like rewinding a skipping track five times I want five mics but I can't get through five nights, guess that's why I'm sleep deprived The scare of death only reason I stay alive It's my life more reason to make it mine Delusional fixations that cover the abrasions of my pride and stupidity The mini me's that only want to get rid of me, the epitome of a born identity Consider me an enemy, that's why the world don't want to hear me talking, so I Guess I'm walking Chorus Madd Hatter Though companions won't answer my demands to grant a second chance G-d damned if my rambling rants ever got me an answer like a grandeur mantra dancing round in the hands of that manic disparager try to damage my character, soul, body, and mind. My goal's obvious. I'm tryna simply survive on this ample meander (ample meander). Feet numb but feet don't fail me now Wanna keep me buried under? Better nail me down. You f*** in' clowns, I've only scratched the surface I got you nervous, why you cowards say I don't deserve this? Success is earned, it can't be purchased like merchandise Still it comes with a price, does that make it worthless? Searching day and night just to learn they may be right Though they maybe lying, I rely upon survival and remain behind 'em while I'm walking Chorus (2x)
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