Lyrics Face It - Nasty C

I see the crowd hyped up, hands in the sky
But I can't tell what each and one of them is feeling inside
Maybe she thinks I'm nice, and he thinks the mic is in the wrong hands
Should be in a romance
If so, I'm thinking please nigga bite me
Since you don't like me
How 'bout you bring your ass an inch away from where my toes stand?
Don't get it twisted we ain't 'bout to do no slow dancing
But when I'm through with you, you gon' need soul nannies

I got a psychological issue addicted to pain and bloody scenes
And drawing pictures of pistols
My homie worried sick
They think the devil is using me as bait, I told 'em, "Nah"
I'm just tryna sail through this ocean of hate
I'm tryna leave this Earth
Without a choice, I've had fun rapping my ass off, I'm floating to space
Tell 'em I'm the greatest that you'll ever see
And if they start questioning
Tell 'em you heard that statement from me

I'm tryna find a way to escape
This seem to me like life is everything else
But they say reality stares
I wish I could re-arrange it
But instead, I'm hearing voices in my head like, face it
Nigga, I gotta face it
Nigga, I gotta face it
Yeah, nigga I gotta face it
Nigga, I gotta face it
Nigga, I gotta...

Y'all gotta be blind if y'all can't recognize the same essence
Shaka Zulu had when he was young as I am
Since you don't, at least recognize what I'm implying
I'm a king, Goddamn it
I ain't lying, I'm a lion to y'all
Now I consider this a gift that God gave me
Since I never knew the female beholder of my gaelies

Rest in peace to Isaac, that's just a piece for Ivy
Even though the knowledge I have appears so sick and tiny
I hope she sees that I am a rapper before anything else
And I can never speak without anything being felt
And if this is not the me that y'all accept, it's cool
Hard to remember saying my name on street quest
One kid a thousand coffers, got these haters looking angry
Rappers I didn't even know are tryna come at me
I guess I did well, all thanks to my right hand man, Miss J
The only person that understands

I'm tryna find a way to escape
This seem to me like life is everything else
But they say, reality stares
I wish I could re-arrange it
But instead, I'm hearing voices in my head, like face it
Nigga, I gotta face it (I gotta face it)
Nigga, I gotta face it (I gotta face it)
Yeah, nigga I gotta face it (yeah, nigga I gotta face it)
Nigga, I gotta face it (I gotta face it)
Nigga, I gotta...