Some days I just wanna up and call it quits
I feel like I’m surrounded by a wall of bricks
Every time I go to get up I just fall in pits
My life’s like one great big ball of shit!
If I could, just put it all into all I spit
Instead of always trying swallow it
Instead of starin’ at this wall and shit
While I sit writer’s block , sick of all this shit
Can’t call it shit!
All I know is I’m about to hit the wall
If I ever have to see another one of Mom’s alcoholic fits
This is it last straw
That’s all, That’s it
I ain’t dealin’ with another fuckin’ politic
I’m like a skillet bubblin’, until it filters up
I’m about to kill it, I can feel it buildin’ up
Blow this building up, I’ve concealed enough
My cup runneth over I done filled it up
The pen explodes and busts, ink spills my guts!
You think all I do is stand here and feel my nuts
Well.. Imma show you what, You gon’ feel my rush
If you don’t feel it, then it must be too real to touch
Peel the dutch, I’m about to tear shit up
Goosebumps yea, I’mma make your hair sit up
Yea sit up, I’mma tell you who I be
I’mma make you hate me, cause you ain’t me
You wait, it ain’t too late to finally see
What you closed-minded fucks were too blind to see
Whoever finds me is gonna get a finder’s fee
Out this world, ain’t no one out there mind as me
You need peace of mind? Here’s a piece of mine
All I need’s a line
But sometimes I don’t always find the words to rhyme
To express how I’m really feelin’ at that time
Yea sometimes sometimes sometimes
It’s just sometimes, it’s always me
How dark can these hallways be?
The clock strikes midnight, one-two, then half past three
This half-assed rhyme with this half-assed piece of paper
I’m desperate at my desk
If I can just get the rest of the shit off my chest again
Stuck in a slump, can’t think of nothin’
Fuck I’m stumped, but wait, here comes somethin’
Nope, it’s not good enough, scribble it out
New pad, crinkle it up, and throw the shit out
I’m fizzlin’ now, thought I figured it out
Ball’s in my court, but I’m scared to dribble it out
I’m afraid, but why am I afraid?
Why am I a slave to this trade?
Cyanide I spit to the grave
Real enough to rile you up
Want me to flip it I can rip it any style you want
I’m a switch hitter bitch, Jimmy Smiths ain’t a quitter
I’mma sit until I get enough in me to finally hit a
Fuckin’ boilin’ point, put some oil in your joints
Flip the coin bitch, come get destroyed
An MC’s worst dream, I make ’em tense
They hate me, see me and shake like a chain-link fence
By the looks of ’em, you would swear their jaws was comin
By the screams of ’em, you would swear I’m sawin someone
By the way they’re runnin, you would swear the law was comin
It’s now or never and tonight is all or nothin
Momma Jimmy keeps leavin on us, he said he’d be back
He pinky promised, I don’t think he’s honest
I’ll be back baby, I just gotta beat this clock
Fuck this clock, I’ma make ’em eat this watch
Don’t believe me watch, I’mma win this race
And I’mma come back and rub my shit in your face, bitch
I found my niche, you gon’ hear my voice
‘Til you sick of it, you ain’t gonna have a choice
If I gotta scream ’til I have half a lung
If I had half a chance I’d grab it – Rabbit, run

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Beži Zeko

Ima dana kad prosto poželim da odustanem
Osećam se kao da sam zidom od cigala opkoljen
Svaki put kad krenem da ustanem, samo u jamu upadnem
Moj život je kao jedna ogromna lopta od govana!
Kad bih samo mogao, sve to ispričati
Umesto što se stalno trudim da progutam
Umesto što zurim u ovaj zid i gluposti
Dok pišem, mozak mi blokira, dosta mi je svog ovog sranja
Ne mogu to nazvati – sranje!
Sve što znam je da ću uskoro naleteti na zid
Ako još jednom budem morao da vidim jedan od maminih alkoholičarskih ispada
Ovo je poslednja kap
To je sve, gotovo
Neću se više baviti nikakvom jbnom politikom
Ja sam kao lonac, ključam dok ne iskipim
Prokuvaću, osećam kako se gomila
Razneću tu građevinu, dosta sam ćutao
Čaša se moja preliva, napunio sam je
Moja hemijska eksplodira i puca, mastilo moju dušu prosipa!
Ti misliš da ja samo stojim ovde i češem jaja
Pa.. Pokazaću ti ja, osetićeš moj napad
Ako ga ne osetiš, onda mora da je prejak da bi ga mogao opipati
Zamotam džoint, sad ću sve pocepati
Ježiš se, a, ima da ti se kosa nakostreši
Da, sedi pravo, reći ću ti ko sam
Nateraću te da me zamrziš, jer ti nisi ja
Samo čekaj, nije prekasno da napokon uvidiš
Ono što ste vi ograničeni jbivetri bili previše slepi da bi videli
Ko god me otkrije, pronalazaču sledi nagrada
Izvanredan, nema takvog mozga kao što sam ja
Treba vam uverenje? Evo uveriću vas
Sve što mi treba je par reči
Ali ponekad ne nalazim rime
Da izrazim kako se u datom trenutku osećam
Da ponekad ponekad ponekad
To je samo ponekad, to sam uvek ja
Koliko mračni mogu ovi hodnici biti?
Sat otkucava ponoć, jedan-dva, pa onda pola četiri
Ova defektna rima sa ovim defektnim komadom papira
Sedim za stolom očajan
Kad bih samo mogao ponovo izbaciti ostatak toga iz sebe
U blokadi sam, ne mogu se ničega dosetiti
Jbte u blokadi sam, ali čekaj, evo nečega
Jok, nije dobro, škrabaj
Novi blok, zgužvaj i baci
Sad sam zapeo, mislio sam da sam sve smislio
Lopta je na mom terenu, ali bojim se da driblujem
Bojim se, ali zašto se bojim?
Zašto ja ovom zanatu robujem?
Cijanid, pljujem do groba
Dovoljno stvaran da vas naljutim
Hoćete da to izbacim, mogu to pokidati kojim god stilom hoćete
Ja sam “switch hitter”, Džimi Smits ne odustaje
Ima da sedim ovde dok se ne nakupi dovoljno da napokon dosegnem
jbnu tačku ključanja, podmažem vaše džointe
Baci novčić, dođi da te uništim
Najgora noćna mora jednog MC-a, ja ih činim napetim
Oni me mrze, vide me i tresu se kao ograda od lanaca
Sluteći po tome kako izgledaju, zakleo bi se da će im ispasti vilica
Po njihovim kricima, zakleo bi se da nekog testerišem
Po njihovom trčanju, zakleo bi se da ih stiže zakon
Sad ili nikad a večeras je sve ili ništa
Mama, Džimi nas stalno napušta, rekao je da će se vratiti
Dao je časnu reč, mislim da nije iskren
Vratiću se mala, samo da ovo završim na vreme
Jbš vreme, ima da ih nateram da pojedu ovaj sat
Nemoj me uzeti za reč, gledaj, pobediću u ovoj trci
I vratiću se i to ti na nos nabiti
Našao sam svoje mesto, moj će se glas čuti
Dok vam se ne smuči, izbora nećete imati
Ako budem morao da vrištim dok mi ne ostane pola pluća
Da imam iole šanse, zgrabio bih je – Beži, zeko

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