Lyrics Sinking - SMPL
Watch
me
sink,
watch
me
fall
apart
Watch
me
sprint,
try
to
run
from
All
my
sins,
yes
my
counterpart
Watch
me
sink,
watch
me
My
whole
life's
like
titanic
Watching
me
snap
in
half
Then
the
whole
room
starts
to
panic
Some
get
frantic
Some
freeze
like
a
mannequin
Fix
up
your
attitude
Like
a
mechanic
Everything
is
a
challenge
Mentally
challenged
Get
pissed
when
they
say
that
I've
got
talent
Because
I've
worked
every
single
day
editing
my
lines
Making
sure
to
play
with
the
cadence
It
didn't
just
appear
like
some
magic
You
say
I'm
pathetic
I
say
that
I'm
empathetic
In
a
way
that
makes
me
the
same
as
you
Get
it?
I'm
saying
that
you're
pathetic
And
every
fucker
saying
that
about
rap
I
should
forget
it
Imagine
handing
a
kid
an
axe
teaching
him
To
wack
that
in
the
smack
dab
middle
of
the
tree
And
when
he's
become
an
addict
Then
you
say
he's
bad
at
it
It's
so
mad
that
it's
Pushing
me
to
say
dangerous
things
Like
having
a
fling
in
the
same
room
as
a
woman
that
I
married
How
did
I
manage
To
get
so
manic
I
think
I
have
a
little
mental
damage
And
they
said
I
sound
like
eminem
Guess
i'm
stanning
Slim
shady
stand
up
yes
i'm
standing
Understand
this
I've
established
An
amazing
Understanding
Of
amassing
Passion
for
rapping
Then
adding
A
bunch
of
magnets
attracting
traction
fascinating
a
bunch
of
rap
addicts
Now
this
whole
thing
I'm
so
good
at
it
I'll
drag
your
whole
rhyme
scheme
through
the
mud
While
having
laugh
at
the
fact
you
think
it's
good
I
can't
manage
To
hold
in
how
funny
I
find
it
all
You're
delivery
is
like
a
man
with
no
arms
trying
reload
a
CANNON
Watch
me
sink,
watch
me
fall
apart
Watch
me
sprint,
try
to
run
from
All
my
sins,
yes
my
counterpart
Watch
me
sink,
watch
me
I'm
sitting
in
my
room
again
No
room
in
my
mind
for
any
thoughts
other
than
the
thought
What
am
I
writing
next
No
time
for
a
break
No
time
to
relax
Only
time
to
be
figuring
Out
what
the
next
level
of
bars
I
can
write
In
the
next
2 days
is
How
can
I
leave
my
mark
on
the
world
So
I'm
never
forgot
Before
I'm
pushing
up
daisies
It's
crazy
How
every
single
rapper
wanna
prove
they're
distinct
But
every
time
they're
rapping
it
all
god
damn
stinks
Like
they're
all
chilling
inside
of
a
pig
pen
With
shit
in
their
mouth
and
they
carry
no
sense
So
here
we
go
here's
my
two
cents
Shut
your
mouth
You're
are
not
that
sick
You're
not
2-pac
You're
not
eminem
And
You're
writing
skills
Are
like
gucci
gang
People
wanna
rap
about
shit
they
don't
even
know
Same
beat,
same
rhymes,
even
same
flow
Gold
chains,
Golden
bars,
even
gold
grills
I
take
drugs,
I'm
thug,
plenty
of
girls
Sure
buddy,
we
all
believe
that
You
rap
inside
of
your
mom's
basement
Basing
your
words
on
songs
that
you
heard
Giving
you
wisdom
like
your
not
just
some
kid
on
the
internet
The
chorus
should
be
here
But
I
had
more
I
wanted
you
to
hear
If
you're
not
pouring
your
soul
so
into
each
verse
Then
I
really
just
do
not
car
I
make
music
with
blood,
sweat,
tears
Till
I'm
smiling
from
ear
to
ear
And
each
year
Improving
till
I've
reached
my
personal
best
and
I
can
just
cheer
Watch
me
sink,
watch
me
fall
apart
Watch
me
sprint,
try
to
run
from
All
my
sins,
yes
my
counterpart
Watch
me
sink,
watch
me
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