Lyrics:
rage I'm
Scarred by age, I bled (bled for days)
Uselessness
It's uselessness [Repeat: x3]
Make my weapons [Repeat: x3]
Take the hold
I don't
you and I like you a lot so let them panties drop
Freak you down then watch the play by play
Maybe get you in white like it's Labor Day
Calling up Grams
I'm usually a very optimistic person but I get down sometimes too
I have my down days and I've been kinda
Kinda going through it
Static, still feel
voice)
Now take my case. I've been here five years, and every night they take
me down for ten minutes, then they hang me up again ... which I regard
of meds, mislead by a pill head
Fucking infrared cocked back, ready for the Feds
Been about a day since I bled in a pine bed
Get 'em full of dread when they
a nigga ain't watching
I got somebody watching
Yeah, you know what time it is
[Lil Wyte]
I'm a motherfucking...
[Chorus - 2x]
Static addict, static addict,
rest
I haven't slept for days, my mind is a mess
I request some entity to help me persevere
To help me find peace and erase my fear
To eject all
full of static
I been feeling Empowered
Keep on climbing
I Told'em
This is what I Do
Told'em I would do it
Surrounded by my Passions
Surrounded by These
to tobacco road
I'd give my old soul what it's asking fo
I'm trying to find where them angels sing at
Where X and King at
So listen for the knowledge I
of drugs and it be like that
I done ran out of faith and it be like that
Hit many times and it be like that
Bled for the gang and it be like that
I died
owe me figures
Say word
Bleed out or be bled dry, dry
Dro make my worries fade away
Days when the sun don't shine, shine
Indigo, light the way for me
ya only lookin' for a way out
So back up off me
Chorus
Shoot you in yo head makin' sure your dead
Everybody's talkin' about the way that you bled
But
Veteran of a cold war It's Chica-I-go for
What I know or, what's known
So some days I take the bus home, just to touch home
From the crib I spend months
Shit
I got two little ones look up to me
Yeah yeah they bundled away
Sprouting up day by the day
Shit, I don't even know what to say
Yeah I been
for 'got 10p to spare?' What did you know? What did you care?
Another way of saying 'I'm O.K., sod you out there'. What did you know? What did you
[Timbaland]
Yau [echo 2x Yau]
They still won't give me my props
Now I'm pissed off
why'all will see the other side of me
Come on
Like this
something that's real, that's alive
Don't want no phone static, phone static oh
Phone static oh
I'm tired of being by myself
But it's better for my mental
my life and makin' sure his cast stays
Jack 'em for his last days, that's how livin' fast pay
Nigga, you know the word on the street
It's the mobsta
forging the attitude
The new fearless type
This past, the negro’s past, of rope, fire
Torture death and humiliation fear by day
And night, fear as deep
Veteran of a cold war It's Chica-I-go for
What I know or, what's known
So some days I take the bus home, just to touch home
From the crib I spend months
acting, lying
Even for your worst days, that's your bottom
So you can tell your friends I got something for them
Girl, you want these X games
Now I'm
until they bled
Until the end
I do it for Juice
I do it for Mac
I do it for X
All the ones that showed me it's okay to be depressed
All the ones that
Before I live another day in mediocrity
I don't belong here, I
I don't belong here
I'm surrounded by everything
That I don't want to be (don't want
That Nigga Shook
How you Got Static But You Laid Up
You niggaz Trusting Hoes
Like they won't get you sprayed up
Keep That Glizzy by My Side
But I
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