Where was the passion, I gave my all and you lacking, cracking under the pressure, imagine, how I felt when I saw how you acting, stagnat, almost starting moving backwards, Passive I just want a little traction, action, why you tired on the mattress, you did nothing worth bragging This is self reflection, looking in the mirror, looking past projection, every scar I’m threading, til it’s stitch together, like a perfect sweater, then I’ll put it on, so I am protected, that’s armor, so my scars are covered up, like I wore protection. Know my health is high, cause I keep protecting, and I’m not accepting, I’ve seen plenty change direction, cause they had an itch, they had the tension, that mental addict needs help proventing, them to go to low until dark dimension, I mean one pill you swallow, then you lose control, then you get so hollow, to you empty out and lose yourself, you boxed in a wall, now you scream for help, but nobody can help you now, you went too far with the drugs, they told you to stop you did not, you hid it well, you said you did, then got a bad cut, oh shit, that’s it you’re done, now your shunned lost trust from everyone, should you grab a gun, take another shot, what’s it matter now, that’s what you tell yourself, but this ain’t me I’m talking bout, but I know someone who got this low, and drop some floors, they had so much growth, now they got nothing else, but a t-shirt, and a couple extra clothes, and I see them every once in a while, smoking a crap pipe, and cigarettes, like I can’t believe we used to be close, that could’ve been me, all it would take was a contact, and me standing a bit too close, but I left before, that addiction took a wrong turn, out the side door, and the trigger pulled, oh Where was the passion, I gave my all and you lacking, cracking under the pressure, imagine, how I felt when I saw how you acting, stagnat, almost starting moving backwards, Passive, I just want a little traction, action, why you tired on the mattress, you did nothing worth bragging Actually it’s sad that it happened, too many times we get stressed, and we turn to drugs for the sadness, too makes us feel better, but it’s doesn’t it actually turns us to zombies, and now nothing’s left but our bodies, I’m sorry you had to go through it, I mean it you shouldn’t of had to deal with all that alone, but there’s bumps in the road, and you made a choice, and you have to live with yourself, even if you don’t know who you are, cause the damage is done, slowly losing yourself, tryna hang on to the crumbs, but you slowly just turning to nothing, and helpless to stop it, I swear what it’s wrong with the world, why aren’t we curing the sadness, the people who need it, are crying for help, to deaf ears who are only committed to wealth, putting shit on the shelf, that’s addictive and doesn’t fucking help, and you say that we’re sick cause we addicted to it, take a look at yourself, this is your product isn’t it, he just got a doctor prescription, and the doc said it would help, and when he took too much, cause his past made him addicted to pills, and overdosed you said he just another person addicted to pills, he has a name, but for reason unknown, I will leave it to the readers to show, cause now he ain’t breathing, he’s just sleeping on wood, in a box with his body in it, that we buried not to long ago, this is the last thing to know, bout the victim who nobody knows, cause they gave up on him, before he could show, all his talents to the world, so if you don’t know who is yet, it’s a famous person, who was on a plane that he owned, and got stop by police, and decided he didn’t want to go to jail, so he swallow them all, and then overdose, but we don’t know if it’s true, cause the truth is unknown Where was the passion, I gave my all and you lacking, cracking under the pressure, imagine, how I felt when I saw how you acting, stagnat, almost starting moving backwards, Passive I just want a little traction, action, why you tired on the mattress, you did nothing worth bragging This is self reflection, looking in the mirror, looking past projection, every scar I’m threading, til it’s stitch together, like a perfect sweater, then I’ll put it on, so I am protected, that’s armor, so my scars are covered up, like I wore protection. Know my health is high, cause I keep protecting, and I’m not accepting, I’ve seen plenty change direction, cause they had an itch, they had the tension, that mental addict needs help proventing, them to go to low until dark dimension, I mean one pill you swallow, then you lose control, then you get so hollow, to you empty out and lose yourself, you boxed in a wall, now you scream for help, but nobody can help you now, you went too far with the drugs, they told you to stop you did not, you hid it well, you said you did, then got a bad cut, oh shit, that’s it you’re done, now your shunned lost trust from everyone, should you grab a gun, take another shot, what’s it matter now, that’s what you tell yourself, but this ain’t me I’m talking bout, but I know someone who got this low, and drop some floors, they had so much growth, now they got nothing else, but a t-shirt, and a couple extra clothes, and I see them every once in a while, smoking a crap pipe, and cigarettes, like I can’t believe we used to be close, that could’ve been me, all it would take was a contact, and me standing a bit too close, but I left before, that addiction took a wrong turn, out the side door, and the trigger pulled, oh Where was the passion, I gave my all and you lacking, cracking under the pressure, imagine, how I felt when I saw how you acting, stagnat, almost starting moving backwards, Passive, I just want a little traction, action, why you tired on the mattress, you did nothing worth bragging This Song I wrote is the loss of multiple souls, Purple_lightning333k
bae no diga q me kere yo no kero compromiso y aunque sabe que te kero porfa no hagas caso omiso vengo con carta advertencia me dañaron el corazon fui mala me lo merecia el karma cumplio su labor ahora ando modo bandia no kero juntarme con nadie kero ahogarme en alcohol sin tener que dar detalle kero perderme en el humo y olvidarme del pasado q pesa mas que de costumbre
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🥵🥵🥵🥵 daamn
🔥🎶👍🏼+1💯
Where was the passion, I gave my all and you lacking, cracking under the pressure, imagine, how I felt when I saw how you acting, stagnat, almost starting moving backwards, Passive I just want a little traction, action, why you tired on the mattress, you did nothing worth bragging
This is self reflection, looking in the mirror, looking past projection, every scar I’m threading, til it’s stitch together, like a perfect sweater, then I’ll put it on, so I am protected, that’s armor, so my scars are covered up, like I wore protection. Know my health is high, cause I keep protecting, and I’m not accepting, I’ve seen plenty change direction, cause they had an itch, they had the tension, that mental addict needs help proventing, them to go to low until dark dimension, I mean one pill you swallow, then you lose control, then you get so hollow, to you empty out and lose yourself, you boxed in a wall, now you scream for help, but nobody can help you now, you went too far with the drugs, they told you to stop you did not, you hid it well, you said you did, then got a bad cut, oh shit, that’s it you’re done, now your shunned lost trust from everyone, should you grab a gun, take another shot, what’s it matter now, that’s what you tell yourself, but this ain’t me I’m talking bout, but I know someone who got this low, and drop some floors, they had so much growth, now they got nothing else, but a t-shirt, and a couple extra clothes, and I see them every once in a while, smoking a crap pipe, and cigarettes, like I can’t believe we used to be close, that could’ve been me, all it would take was a contact, and me standing a bit too close, but I left before, that addiction took a wrong turn, out the side door, and the trigger pulled, oh
Where was the passion, I gave my all and you lacking, cracking under the pressure, imagine, how I felt when I saw how you acting, stagnat, almost starting moving backwards, Passive, I just want a little traction, action, why you tired on the mattress, you did nothing worth bragging
Actually it’s sad that it happened, too many times we get stressed, and we turn to drugs for the sadness, too makes us feel better, but it’s doesn’t it actually turns us to zombies, and now nothing’s left but our bodies, I’m sorry you had to go through it, I mean it you shouldn’t of had to deal with all that alone, but there’s bumps in the road, and you made a choice, and you have to live with yourself, even if you don’t know who you are, cause the damage is done, slowly losing yourself, tryna hang on to the crumbs, but you slowly just turning to nothing, and helpless to stop it, I swear what it’s wrong with the world, why aren’t we curing the sadness, the people who need it, are crying for help, to deaf ears who are only committed to wealth, putting shit on the shelf, that’s addictive and doesn’t fucking help, and you say that we’re sick cause we addicted to it, take a look at yourself, this is your product isn’t it, he just got a doctor prescription, and the doc said it would help, and when he took too much, cause his past made him addicted to pills, and overdosed you said he just another person addicted to pills, he has a name, but for reason unknown, I will leave it to the readers to show, cause now he ain’t breathing, he’s just sleeping on wood, in a box with his body in it, that we buried not to long ago, this is the last thing to know, bout the victim who nobody knows, cause they gave up on him, before he could show, all his talents to the world, so if you don’t know who is yet, it’s a famous person, who was on a plane that he owned, and got stop by police, and decided he didn’t want to go to jail, so he swallow them all, and then overdose, but we don’t know if it’s true, cause the truth is unknown
Where was the passion, I gave my all and you lacking, cracking under the pressure, imagine, how I felt when I saw how you acting, stagnat, almost starting moving backwards, Passive I just want a little traction, action, why you tired on the mattress, you did nothing worth bragging
This is self reflection, looking in the mirror, looking past projection, every scar I’m threading, til it’s stitch together, like a perfect sweater, then I’ll put it on, so I am protected, that’s armor, so my scars are covered up, like I wore protection. Know my health is high, cause I keep protecting, and I’m not accepting, I’ve seen plenty change direction, cause they had an itch, they had the tension, that mental addict needs help proventing, them to go to low until dark dimension, I mean one pill you swallow, then you lose control, then you get so hollow, to you empty out and lose yourself, you boxed in a wall, now you scream for help, but nobody can help you now, you went too far with the drugs, they told you to stop you did not, you hid it well, you said you did, then got a bad cut, oh shit, that’s it you’re done, now your shunned lost trust from everyone, should you grab a gun, take another shot, what’s it matter now, that’s what you tell yourself, but this ain’t me I’m talking bout, but I know someone who got this low, and drop some floors, they had so much growth, now they got nothing else, but a t-shirt, and a couple extra clothes, and I see them every once in a while, smoking a crap pipe, and cigarettes, like I can’t believe we used to be close, that could’ve been me, all it would take was a contact, and me standing a bit too close, but I left before, that addiction took a wrong turn, out the side door, and the trigger pulled, oh
Where was the passion, I gave my all and you lacking, cracking under the pressure, imagine, how I felt when I saw how you acting, stagnat, almost starting moving backwards, Passive, I just want a little traction, action, why you tired on the mattress, you did nothing worth bragging
This Song I wrote is the loss of multiple souls, Purple_lightning333k
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bae no diga q me kere
yo no kero compromiso
y aunque sabe que te kero
porfa no hagas caso omiso
vengo con carta advertencia
me dañaron el corazon
fui mala me lo merecia
el karma cumplio su labor
ahora ando modo bandia
no kero juntarme con nadie
kero ahogarme en alcohol
sin tener que dar detalle
kero perderme en el humo
y olvidarme del pasado
q pesa mas que de costumbre
Lmfao I find it funny how all the rappers just post ass lyrics in the comment section