Lyrics
You ll know i ve got to spit, it doesn t matter what you do x 4 Wind, i open my mouth but no one hears me
i open my mouth but no one hears me
And stick grenade pins in effigies that resemble me, and now i m at it again
from the core to the root
i don t care if you fear me
Cause its a habit now, but doubt that i can
Cheating death by breaking both wrists on the hands of fate, of self loathing
And stick grenade pins in effigies that resemble me, every day failing to attain one of my dumb dreams
cheating death by breaking both wrists on the hands of fate
moving into a slow night
its just a slow day
To hide the fact that im torn through, if you ve ever felt the pain Wind, you know what
But in the cold light of day i see it clearly, i tell myself he must be busy with some other stuff, to hide the fact that im torn through
i can see my life mapping out
i live with the agony of truth like it was meant to be
Riddled with self pity, you ll know i ve got to spit
i live with the agony of truth like it was meant to be
Or sit smoking with petrol leaking out of a can, now i smash recording booths from the floor to the roof
Its better than being unseen, its me just being honest bitch the, swigging back jack daniels just to dampen the pain
Or else i ll beat you expending energy left in me, i tell myself he must be busy with some other stuff, i ll throw fists that smash your face
Dumb struck from being ignored just like a fucking mug, you wouldn t understand unless you ve felt like you don t want to live, even gagged bound
its better than being unseen
cause its a habit now
I fucking hate me too, but doubt that i can
Dumb struck from being ignored just like a fucking mug, and stick grenade pins in effigies that resemble me
you wouldn t understand unless you ve felt like you don t want to live
So i curse the first person that gave me booze, alone in a crowd the, its me just being honest bitch
And now i m at it again, i fucking hate me too, i can see my life mapping out
And use my current situation as some sort of excuse, headed for the battle ground like i ain t ever backing down
it doesn t matter what you do x 4
I tell myself he must be busy with some other stuff, it doesn t matter what you do x 4, to show me where im mucking up
I asked the lord for a clue, regretting everything my brainwaves ever made me do Stig, it may be true
Even gagged bound, i open my mouth but no one hears me Dump, it doesn t matter what you do x 4
And use my current situation as some sort of excuse, cause its a habit now of, not here to be liked but prick you will show respect to me
But in the cold light of day i see it clearly, i open my mouth but no one hears me
i open my mouth but no one hears me
But doubt that i can, so then i tried to drown myself inside the fountain of man
its better than being unseen
Telling my people that there s nothing up this isn t battle raps, i fucking hate me too
i don t care if you fear me
from the core to the root
