Broken Home - Sinima Beats

We don’t go back

This time…

For a place to call my own

For a place will I go home

Yeah

How can you live it up when you hit the point you don’t give no fucks

And you’re trapped in a slump and you can’t provide and your life sucks

I wanna make changes but my past is so bad that I can’t erase it

And people judge me off and I know I need savin'

They’d rather put me down than embrace it

I’m more than just another rapper who’s trying to get famous (famous)

Rejection and the negligence I just can not contain it

You tell me it’s all right, but then why am I losing every fuckin' fight!?!

And I ain’t kiddin' vicodin prescriptions

Anti-depressants pack some and crush

Prozac still don’t make me happy I don’t get it

Would it make me smile

I let the bullshit piled

And then it gets overwhelming that’s when I get psycho

Suicidal, I don’t have an answer

I called God’s name

And he replied with laughter

I was born mind-fucked

My brain is workin' backwards

And in my story there is no happily ever after!

(ever after)

I don’t got a home

Everywhere I go I feel alone

It’s like I’m cut off from everybody and they’re trapped in the Matrix

I stare inside and I see the holes and their lies, the deception,

then visualize the propaganda that gets televised

You’re all brainwashed and I’m not

That’s why I’m the only friend that I’ve got

All my old friends they got dropped

They more crooked than cops

Y’all are tied to society like y’all got a couple of knots!

There’s blood in my veins and it pumps hatred

I hate the fact that when I rap it couldn’t get me outside of this basement

The lights flicker

My minds sicker

My thoughts iller

My brain triggers

I die realer (realer)

Man this world is full of fakery

Rappers are just make believe

Fairy tales

See me they never say a thing

Tryin' to kill myself esteem

While my parents

They raised a king

I don’t know where rap is taking me

Do my prayers even get to God

Because the life that I’m livin' is just too hard

You don’t wanna go back to the old you

There’s so many struggles in my life that I go through

And excuse me if I sound depressed

But sometimes I gotta get this shit off of my chest

I’m being mind-fucked and I feel like I’m being possessed

And because of it I feel like I just can not progress!

I’m fallin', I’m fallin'

They see it

I have a dream and I pray you believe in me

Cause I keep standin' up for no reason

And I get knocked down

Back down

I can’t even

Take it, it’s always good and into ya

I’m smokin' hookah, I knew you were in the slump and all day they would brough

ya!

And life screws ya

And I told myself I would blew up

But I’m still a loser…