Lyrics In My Darkest Hour - Twisted Insane
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Living
life
day
to
day
walking
into
a
world
full
of
unknowns
Survive,
that's
all
one
can
try
to
do
The
life
of
a
young
child,
abused,
And
for
days
I
would
lay
in
the
junk
pile
Never
seen
one
smile,
I
used
to
bomb
the
beaker
on
them
when
I
was
walking
every
one
mile
There
wasn't
no
lectures
My
strap
was
so
jammed,
so
there
was
no
protection
You
must
have
a
death
wish
I
can't
walk
away
so
I
stay
to
protect
it
Smokin'
weed,
chasin'
dreams
I
walk
out
the
door
trynna
face
my
fiends
One
day
I
promise
I'll
be
livin'
off
of
rap
shit,
that's
it
Numbin'
in
my
head
so
I
think
of
things
I'm
on
a
mission,
listen
I
just
wanna
progress,
no
stress,
blowin'
on
some
cess
weed
I
was
on
the
front
line
daily
walkin'
with
The
heater
just
in
case
some
wanna
test
me
trip
Posted
with
the
homies,
I
ain't
dealin'
wit'
you
phonies
I
be
better
off
just
trippin'
off
a
bottle
of
the
liquor
And
every
time
you
come
around,
You
never
got
no
money
for
no
weed
and
Yes
indeed
you
wanna
hit
up
on
my
swisher
And
I
don't
even
like
that
shit
Who
wanna
toolie
you
be
quiet
than
a
bitch
I
don't
even
know
this
nigga,
who
the
fuck
you
come
with?
I
don't
give
a
shit
I
only
need
my
wife
and
a
spliff
One
pipe
and
a
hit
Guess
I
got
my
trees
indeed
you
would
Think
it's
just
a
hobby,
but
I
need
my
weed
It
was
a
dream
for
me
making
it
in
the
music
Now
If
I
lose
it
every
time
I
think
I
made
some
cheese
shit
Shit
is
hella'
crazy,
a
quarter
mile
trynna
walk
me
an
inch
So
I
said
and
I
think
to
myself
that
I
Came
a
long
way
since
I
slept
up
on
a
bench
Thank
you
And
I'm
still
livin'
this
life
Watchin'
time
pass
by
As
I
begin
to
realise
my
omnipotence
and
embrace
it
We
become
more
intuitive
individuals
Individuals
that
will
not
be
overpowered
or
overwhelmed
By
anything
that
stands
in
our
path
That's
real
Stuck
on
the
fences
No
type
of
rent
is
due
for
me
since
it's
No
way
I
can
fix
this
shit
Take
it
out
on
all
so
who's
on
my
hit
list
Who
wanna
get
this
work
no
clue
what
to
do
When
I
pull
for
the
dismiss
This
ain't
a
picnic
semi
automatic
get
to
Cookin'
through
you
niggas
like
some
nesquik
Smokin'
weed,
doin'
drugs
Days
that
be
tellin'
me
I'm
fuckin'
up
I
wanna
mention
that
it
be
always
in
the
back
of
a
nigga
mind
that
One
of
these
times
I
ain't
wakin'
up
I
know
Fucked
from
a
young
age
I
tell
people
I've
been
cursed
since
birth
Feeling
like
they
gon'
find
me
on
the
floor
with
a
Body
full
of
holes
and
my
face
up
in
the
motherfuckin'
dirt
First
things
first
Trynna
make
a
mil
and
do
it
independent
and
if
it
wasn't
for
my
fans
Than
I'd
be
barely
fuckin'
livin'
with
the
homies
in
the
ally
and
the
Roaches
in
the
kitchen
plus
I
do
it
For
my
people
trynna
make
it
out
of
prison
So
many
people
wanna
come
and
copy
ya
In
a
savanna
it
really
don't
matter
ain't
nobody
stoppin'
ya
I'm
drinkin'
bitter
ain't
no
better
than
the
shit
I'm
droppin'
But
is
why
I'm
laughing
when
you
People
say
someone
is
toppin'
ya,
nigga
I
live
life
one
day
at
a
time
in
a
line
on
a
Monday
Shit,
I
don't
know
what
the
hell
is
worse
Might
end
up
in
a
hearse
from
my
birth
never
church
on
a
Sunday
Ain't
nobody
on
my
level
maybe
one
day
I
wouldn't
get
my
hopes
up
though
I
don't
give
a
fuck
about
your
favourite
rapper
I'mma
dump
knives
Fuck
your
little
punch
line
flow
I'mma
let
you
niggas
know
To
beat
me
it
is
gonna
take
a
miracle
You
just
started
doin'
shit
that
I
was
doin'
years
ago
You
be
choppin'
up
a
little
bit
And
comin'
around
out
the
back
of
the
lack
and
All
that
shit,
but
you
ain't
really
fuckin'
lyrical
You
ain't
have
them
other
niggas
fooled
You
ain't
got
it
you
should
hang
it
up
I'm
sorry
to
be
rude
When
you
comin'
with
the
wolfin'
I'mma
split
your
fuckin'
doom
I'mma
reala
killa
illa
dude
My
face
on
the
front
page
I'm
lost
and
I
don't
know
why
I
be
in
the
backyard
faded
off
of
Olde
8
Understand
hi
is
the
time
pass
five
Shit
is
hella'
crazy,
a
quarter
mile
trynna
walk
me
an
inch
So
I
said
and
I
think
to
myself
that
I
Came
a
long
way
since
I
slept
up
on
a
bench
Thank
you
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