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Doc-Pression - (Ft. Kazz, G-Face, GK-Trill)
- [//Verse 1: G Face Murderer:](.)
- I'm a young buck tryna’ get another buck, never settled, always rattled by my mind.
- Figuring out complex rhymes in the projects, writing in my notebook, hearing gunshots everyday never shook.
- Always looked for my father, looked up never saw him, my mother doing crack, having a relapse every few laps.
- Never got old always cold, never heated, [no AC because we couldn't afford the DC](.).
- Started to hallucinate never knew where it originated, seeing money that I could never have.
- Not even half, started to go down the wrong path, selling Meth and doing cold Crack.
- [Never cracked though cuz' black don't crack](.), but they do if you do it, never screw it, always knew it.
- I realized I had schizo, the terror, phrenia, a mad man like Method Man,
- I need Superman to come and use his laser beams to save me, [I get ‘ill like a sickness](.),
- Never rip it, cuz' I’m ripping ‘mics, dead ikes everywhere, from a gat, that I behold upon me,
- I cocked it back, it went click clack, now I realized that I'm the only one that's gonna be dressed in black.
- [//GK Trill Verse 2:](.)
- Damn,
- This nigga God really fucked me over chemically,
- left me destroyed, and all fucked up mentally Left me inflicted with pain, for there's no remedy.
- Left me without a father, that niggas doing a century, I'm fighting with demons and a generational curse,
- Feeling like [I'm the baby, after Brenda gave birth](.),
- Feeling like i was born on top of trash, like a Maggot, stuck in front of the refrigerator, like a Magnet,
- Staring, Thinking that food was gonna just [appear, like Magic](.), when your hungry, I guess it was just a force of habit.
- I'm left in misery, from my History of Violence, it's depressing as fuck, living in this hot ass climate.
- At least three times a day, I start thinking about dying, keep hearing my mother crying, I'm bout to start firing,
- I'm sinking into depression, the sofa holds my impression,
- Hidden Violent thoughts creeping out from regression, the ones that got shot, didn't point me in the right direction,
- After I go off, then doctors will be second guessing,
- [And the ones that left me on Red, will finally get the message](.),
- The Lesson If your folks stressing, please just start checking, Fuck depression!
- [//Verse 3: Dope Doc](.)
- Ever since a young individual getting diagnosed with shit that’s clinical,
- Walkin' hallways invisible spittin' syllables cuz love at home was minimal,
- Just utterin' shit that's unforgivable and apologies aren't that convincible,
- This depression has me waking every second fuckin’ sad and miserable,
- I feel invincible when I slit the pivotal nerve and the cuts become visible,
- Poppin pills near principals, breakin’ principles, pain in my chest unfixable,
- Been seeking help though neglect is spreading like ass cheeks in Denim,
- Sweating as the cold weapon commences Armageddon on peasants,
- The blankness in my eyes gives light to criminals who take lives,
- When S.W.A.T arrives, they'll blast bullets through thighs, Lord take my life!
- I ain't scared to ram a fuckin' knife through these veins, this posse's insane,
- The only friend I got is a noose, we always hang, bumpin' Nirvana as I blow my brains!
- [//Verse 4: Kazz](.)
- Mind Over Matter... Shit that prospect feelin' hopeless
- Fine tune my laughter to mask the fact that I'm soulless,
- Figured IT was over, a clown with a dream of floatin',
- Entertained the circus, serpent's poison feelin' potent,
- Sittin' mopin', hopin' to push myself to make a change
- Takin' damage nonstop, now my interior decays,
- Exterior built as a costume when my interior is strained
- Don't care to remain awake, let me just sweep the pain
- Locked in a bedroom, disconnected from the outside
- Created some music to help me color in the outlines
- When life took control, I was wishin' that I found mine
- Smacked with disappointment, shit, it was about time
- Disappointment like a Devil dancin' upon my shoulder
- Veering 'round the corner, shit had hit me like a boulder
- Numb to the actions, stood with no emotion feelin' colder
- Fatigued to the bone, so excuse me if I'm strollin' slower
- Blackness has arrived to suffocate us all in a sea of lies
- Struggled endlessly, but still lookin' like I would never try
- Voices speak putrid words n' yet I stupidly fell for a guise
- Happier if I'd forfeit, safer outcome for the many if I die
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