Musick

First time I ever wrote, I, I wanted to kill myself
 And uh, when I was finished writin', I felt better, so
 The next time I felt like that, I wrote an', an'
 An' I wrote again, and again, and again
 An' s-, an', and eventually I showed people
 You know, close friends, and they were like
 "What are you doin' with this shit? This shit is sick as fuck!"
 And I was like, "Bro, I'M sick as fuck"
 "Like, that's what I'm doin' wit' it, why would I wanna show somebody that shit?"
 I ain't here to fuck around
 I don't run around with these clowns
 In the underground
 I'ma put it down
 You are now 'bout to witness
 A sickness, I hid from you until now
 Talkin' 'bout, you gonna make a better record
 Than the record that I'm makin', you're mistaken
 I don't think you understand, there's levels to this shit
 And I'm on levels you ain't never makin'
 Elevatin', never take a day for granted
 Whole planet, about to panic
 My love for rap, so romantic
 It hurts, I burst, that's volcanic
 Hot as hell, but not satanic
 In fact, I have fuckin' had it
 With these faggot-ass rappers
 Who diss the cross, God let at 'em!!
 This's how I get away, write a hit a day
 Like an addict, need a hit a day, uh, yeah
 I'm a heavyweight, with a feather on a pen
 In a game, full of featherweights, uh, yeah
 Dedicate this one, to everybody ever told me, quit
 'Cause they think I'd never make it
 Never hate, straight facts, all that I ever say
 Everyday, laid back, stay back, I ain't playin'
 Been fightin' for my life, for my whole fuckin' life
 Turn the beat up, drown the noise out, every fuckin' night
 It's time to deal, with the voices in my head, again
 But, how you s'posed to heal?
 When your sickness is your sedative?
 Mu-sick!
 Everyday, write new shit!
 No shit!
 Oh, shit!
 So sick!
 You could call it!
 You could call it!
 Mu-sick!
 Everyday, write new shit!
 No shit!
 Oh, shit!
 So sick!
 You could call it!
 You could call it!
 Mu-sick!
 You started off so nice, at first
 Picked me up, when I write a verse
 But somewhere, things went very wrong
 'Cause without you, I can't carry on
 Wrong!
 I don't believe you!
 How do I need you?
 When all you do is destroy me?
 Promises that you'll employ me
 Emptier than my 'frigerator door, you
 Loyal to you, screw you
 An' the voo-doo hex, you put on me
 Ex's always leave, all because of you
 All you ever do, is ruin everything
 Who would ever think, it would come to this?
 Man, I'm done with this toxicness but, I'm so in love with this
 Who I'm kidding? I ain't never gonna quit
 Sick of feeling sick, this ain't healing shit
 Guess I'll deal with it like everybody else
 Say I'm fine, and just keep it to myself
 I ain't lyin', I really need some help
 God, I'm crying out, save me from this hell!
 Been fightin' for my life
 For my whole fuckin' life
 Turn the beat up, drown the noise out
 Every fuckin' night
 It's time to deal with the voices in my head, again
 But how you s'posed to heal
 When your sickness is your sedative?
 Mu-sick!
 Everyday, write new shit!
 No shit!
 Oh shit!
 So sick!
 You could call it!
 You could call it!
 Mu-sick!
 Everyday, write new shit!
 No shit!
 Oh, shit!
 So sick!
 You could call it!
 You could call it!
 Mu-sick!
 Name a cadence, that I ain't master, I'll wait
 Ah wait, there ain't one, 'cause I change 'em, on every song
 That I make, that's why rappers' so damn, irate
 And pray for the day that my eyes dilate
 So, fuck ya'll, I'ma die late
 Tell suicide, to kill itself
 I ain't scared of you no more
 You ain't gonna bury me, oh, no!
 You can't put fear in me, no mo', YOLO!
 Let's go to the max, every track I'ma snap
 Either that, or I'm tippin' back a fifth of Jack
 While I take a hit of that shit, that get me so high, no lie
 Ain't no fuckin' tellin', when I'm gettin' back
 Ain't no sellin' my soul, never that
 Taking over rap like, "Fuck y'all! Gimme that!"
 With a backpack, like fuck it, I'ma bring it back
 Writin' all my doctors, who the fuck is sick as that?
 Nobody, you heard me, no one!
 Your body, about to blow!
 An' now, I wonder, was it worth it
 After all that music's stolen!
 Been fightin' for my life, for my whole fuckin' life
 Turn the beat up, drown the noise out, every fuckin' night
 It's time to deal with the voices in my head, again
 But how you s'posed to heal
 When your sickness is your sedative?
 Mu-sick!
 Everyday, write new shit!
 No shit!
 Oh, shit!
 So sick!
 You could call it!
 You could call it!
 Mu-sick!
 Everyday, write new shit!
 No shit!
 Oh, shit!
 So sick!
 You could call it!
 You could call it!
 Mu-sick!