paroles de chanson Pain in My Eyez (feat. Wiley from Atlanta) - Jaye Newton

Lately these thoughts have been suicidal
Vital i use this median to escape for survival
Looking for ends i been so poor and feeling idle
Meanwhile im shacking my shorty questioning what's the title
Somethings i just leave on read
Laying down on my bed
Staring up at the ceiling
Wondering how to get feed
Overwhelmed by school trying not to drop out
Paranoid so the tool is present if they pop out
Anxiety racing
Pacing back and forth like a feen
Tired hospitals tired of funerals since a teen it's been reality
Lost my grandma granddad & cousin in the same week
In public fighting back tears so i won't appear weak
Hard to keep peace
When your late on your lease
When your drowning in debt
And harassed by police
People care about dogs more than mass incarceration
Yet Cops are killing our dogs but
There is no conversation tell me why?

Wrestle with my conscious it's a slap fight
Loaded my subconscious keep me up Nights
Like liquor in my blood but it burns nice
Shaky on my feet like my first bike
Words flavors sweet like that first bite
Weren't there for me on my first night
Words failing me for the first time
Please don't let me down you know i need you around me.

I've seen heaven seen hell
The two sides of Atl
One side creates the other side kills
One side gives the other side steals
Kick doors and hit licks
Get a fix or flip bricks
I stayed inside not to hide but my pride and joy was the music
As a getaway i would use to free my mind from reality everyday
Because honestly i felt pain in everyway
I'm a Product of a broken home
Mother alone
But I'm good with dad
She made sure by any means that i always had
Even when the water wasn't on
Or the cable she was able to keep food at the table
The sad reality she only could do so much
Man of the house before 10 she used me as a crutch
I saw things that i should never see
Heard screams paralyzed with fear i use to envy me for not doing a thing
I use to envy my step mom and dad
I use to envy my brothers and the lifestyle that they had
Visiting every other weekend felt like a vacay
Go out and then church the following day
That side felt like the Cosby's then
Had to go back
To Ellenwood area where the hysteria was at
Made me a man
Partially made me bitter in stilled resentment i tucked away m
Dramatically changed me til this very day

Wrestle with my conscious it's a slap fight
Loaded my subconscious keep me up Nights
Like liquor in my blood but it burns nice
Shaky on my feet like my first bike
Words flavors sweet like that first bite
Weren't there for me on my first night
Words failing me for the first time
Please don't let me down you know i need you around me.