Poetic Injustice - Chetta

WAITING ON MY TIME

OWE IT TO WHATS MINE

LOOKING FOR A SIGN

LIFE ON EVERY LINE

PUT ME ON DECLINE

ANSWER TO THE CRIME

TRAPPING WASTING TIME

I JUST WANNA SHINE

SOMETHING DOESNT FEEL RIGHT

CANT FIGURE OUT WHATS REAL LIFE

TOO LATE TO GET MY MIND RIGHT

IGNORING ALL THE LIME LIGHT

EXPOSING YOU ON DAMN SIGHT

AINT WORRIED BOUT NO DAMN FIGHT

TOO FOCUSED ON MY OWN SPITE

TOO FOCUSED ON THIS DIRTY SPRITE

GIVE A FUCK WHAT THEY TALK

HOW THEY TALK IF THEY TALK BOUT ME

LETS GET IT

GIVE A FUCK WHAT THEY SAY

HOW THEY SAY IF THEY SAY BOUT ME

COME GET IT

PLAY GAMES AND IM WITH IT

DROP THE TOP ON YOUR CEILING

BOXING OUT ALL MY FEELINGS

COME TAKE A GUESS ON WHATS MISSING

HOW I LOST MY MIND

HOW I LOST MY MIND

HOW I LOST MY MIND

HOW IM FEELING FINE

HOW IM FEELING FINE

HOW IM FEELING FINE

TAKE ANOTHER DOSE OF ME

ID RATHER DIE POETICALLY