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cry on the mic - mansoor gottem lyrics

“n*ggas out here not eatin’ chips
right now we not eatin’ chips
you know we stay not eatin’ chips
got a n*gga on probation for eatin’ too many chips on the track
you know that sh*t is too loud bro
we can’t have n*ggas eatin’ chips in the studio also known as my bedroom
that sh*t is just a little too much for me right now
i’m about to spit some sad sh*t
let’s go”

i stay with my day one n*ggas
those ghosts in my room never leave
i got two devils on my shoulder n*gga
they writing down all my bad deeds
write all day, cause i’m always wilin n*gga
you know that i got my needs
everyday, it don’t even matter to me
you know i’m in way too deep

you know im in way too deep
you know i f*ck around like i’m lil peep
you know that you never see me, i creep
you know that im strapped with a scythe i reap
i might f*ck around and get put in the ground
do you hear the sound of this sh*t so profound
the sh*t i just downed that i found lying around
the sh*t i just downed might put me in the ground
do you know what it’s like
feel like you might have a clue
i cry on the mic
i thought you already knew
do you know what it’s like
feel like you might have a clue
i cry on the mic
i think you’re cryin’ too

find me in my room, making beats
tryna make it all go away, it repeats
tryna find a way to defeat
all the dark thoughts in my head, never sleep
tryin’ everyday just to eat
kidding myself, i’m no wolf, i’m a sheep
k!lling myself in my dreams so i’m freed
quitting oneself is a deed so concrete
reminding myself of my n*gga who did

rewinding myself, cause i never could commit
still finding myself, and yeah i can admit it
always driving myself to a place i get admitted
i guess liking myself is just something i omitted
i can see my self dead, image is so vivid
visage is so pale red, and so very rigid
takin’ in my last breath sayin’ somethin’ twisted
then i’m gone passed death, see my soul and spirit
do you know what it’s like
feel like you might have a clue
i cry on the mic
i thought you already knew
do you know what it’s like
feel like you might have a clue
i cry on the mic
i think you’re cryin’ too b*tch

“n*gga really still cryin’ in the studio right now
you ain’t gotta literally cry on the microphone bro
b*tch get your tears out this sh*t bro
go ahead and leave the studio bro
go ahead and leave the studio”

- mansoor gottem lyrics

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