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round n round - epidemic lyrics

[intro: hex one]
i hope you feel me though

[verse 1: hex one]
this livin’ got me feelin’ impotent
momma drillin’ at me like a simpleton
can’t even go to school or work ’cause i’m a f*ckin’ immigrant
bummin’ out, every single day with no discriminant
live with no direction, yo it’s imminent
this sh*t got me depressed
lookin’ for ways to cope with the stress (uh)
some tell me cest but yo i don’t like to smoke with the rest
plus i’m lonely (yeah) everyone that i trusted was phony
god is mean and the government owns me, nowhere to turn
i see disgrace livin’ in these feeble states
people lecture me on the struggles that other people face (pfft)
but i don’t give a f*ck cause this is my life, my reality
each person got a unique version of tragedy, kid
sometimes i feel like sellin’ drugs to make ends
performin’ break*ins, punchin’ all my fake friends
that’s why i used to go in burlington and take timbs
[?], poking fun at all these g*y trends
but yo i think i’ll stick to fl!cks and buggin’ paint pens
instead of guns and duckin’ state pens
i gotta face it, i fell in love with rap and embraced it
i used to dream i’d be on bet to rock the bas*m*nt
back then you had to be ill for the proper placement
so i chilled and developed sk!lls that could drop a sp*ceship
but now? n0body even wanna hear it
the one thing i loved has lost its spirit, this sh*t is cruel, man
[chorus: hex one]
i know it ain’t cool to tell you that i’m strugglin’ dawg
but on the real, even small ills could get your mind stuck in the fog
yo it doesn’t really matter whether you smile or frown
’cause, in the end, yo, the world is still gon keep on movin’ round ‘n round
’cause yo it ain’t cool to tell you that i’m strugglin’ dawg
but on the real, even small ills could get your mind stuck in the fog
yo it doesn’t really matter whether you smile or frown
’cause, in the end, yo, the world is still gon keep on movin’ round ‘n round

[verse 2: hex one]
some tell me sell my soul to satan’s will
and be in all the places mason’s chill
i’m not a fan of being broke but how it makes you feel
it pays the bill but before i taste this major deal
i gotta face the real, yo i still got some bays to pill
or bills to pay? whatever dude, i’m wasted still
i had some vodka and a matrix pill
so now i’m dazed and thrilled
my mind is racin’ with abrasive wills
these rappers fake the funk while i just play amazing sk!lls
see i just wanna jump on stage and k!ll
and spit the phrases from my pages, yo this crazy situation’s ill
’cause now these non*musicians become your competition
and gettin’ on’s a mission ’cause n*gga nowadays the art is missing
my whole crew was raised up on tradition
where cats would listen if you spittin’ with that honest vision
but now the game became the largest prison
no permission to create and low commission got the artist b*tchin’
not to mention, kid, i’m stuck with this fear, the subject is clear
music ain’t sellin’ nothing this year, it sucks to adhere
it’s hard to get the public to hear
yo i swear i chose the wrong f*cking career but yo
i think i’m better off keepin’ my soul
yo i’m h*llbent on reaching my goal
and though my method’s the strangest
i’ll never let my efforts be aimless
even though i’ll probably never be famous
that’s the real man
[chorus: hex one]
yo i know it ain’t cool to tell you that i’m strugglin’ dawg
but on the real, even small ills could get your mind stuck in the fog
yo it doesn’t really matter whether you smile or frown
’cause, in the end, yo, the world is still gon’ keep on movin’ round ‘n round
’cause yo it ain’t cool to tell you that i’m strugglin’ dawg
but on the real, even small ills could get your mind stuck in the fog
yo it doesn’t really matter whether you smile or frown
’cause, in the end, yo, the world is still gon’ keep on movin’ round ‘n round
movin’ round ‘n round
yo it just don’t stop
word up

[verse 3: tek*nition]
it’s like i’m bottled within
my soul has filled up with sorrow and sin
with pain sent to the brain like a bottle of gin, i wish that
i was the wind to drift away from all these problems i’m in
live for today, f*ck what tomorrow can bring
when would the saga begin
this ain’t the right state of mind that i’m in
what made these evil thoughts come out of my pen
i jot it down and repent, and thought it out for a split second
the feelin’ made my bones wanna jump out of my skin
’cause even they wanna find a way up out of my flesh
depressing thoughts make my soul wanna flow out of my chest
and then go out on a quest, my mind aborts to another world
like galileo thoughts when i decide on my steps
i fought it out now what’s left?
just a whole bunch of nothingness
and me strugglin’ breathin’ a life out of death
i think i really need to pull it in
i know i fell but i can’t dwell on who i could’ve been
i wouldn’t win thinkin’ who’s that peekin’ in my window
i look and see pain seekin’ as the wind blows
in the moonlight, ’til sunrise, i’m tryna make sure my tunes right
cause some die, but the moods right (yep)
but i’ma keep it goin’ till the pain go away
and make sure this verse is a keeper and not a throwaway
with good delivery so my adverbs coordinate, go on a date
with my metaphors and let ’em fornicate
uh yeah, yeah, yeah, gotta make sure it’s straight
’cause there’s a lot of sh*t that’s on my plate
[chorus: hex one]
yo i know it ain’t cool to tell you that i’m strugglin’ dawg
but on the real, even small ills could get your mind stuck in the fog
yo it doesn’t really matter whether you smile or frown
’cause, in the end, yo, the world is still gon keep on movin’ round ‘n round
’cause yo it ain’t cool to tell you that i’m strugglin’ dawg
but on the real, even small ills could get your mind stuck in the fog
yo it doesn’t really matter whether you smile or frown
’cause, in the end, yo, the world is still gon keep on movin’ round ‘n round

- epidemic lyrics

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