Текст песни Mental - MidKnyte
This
curse
spreads
through
my
words
I'm
tired
of
doing
my
worst
I
wanna
do
and
be
my
best
Life
is
a
test
and
a
bitch
I
fuck
her
to
death
and
try
to
ditch
I
fail,
imprisoned
with
no
bail
Emotional
scars
with
no
stitch
My
life
is
a
mess
I'm
trying
to
clean
it
up,
while
the
rest
I've
been
doing
my
best
to
confess
My
insecurities,
this
stress
This
impurity,
through
my
raps
i
try
to
impress
But
when
the
press
gets
upset
They
protest
these
times
Molest
these
rhymes
like
a
crime,
fuckfest
I
devowel
(devour)
these
vowels
Make
her
wet
Then
put
her
in
a
towel
"Leave
me"
is
what
my
inside
voice
is
telling
her
Clean
me
These
words
are
so
dirty
Wash
me
off
like
a
squeegee,
easy
These
girls
getting
flirty
They
all
need
me
I
might
be
childish
but
i
ain't
no
gambino
Girls
be
chasing
after
me
because
im
apparently
"Emo"
The
only
emo
i
am
is
the
sub
genre
Trauma
Hell
take
I'll
never
be
as
good
as
Lana
del
rey,
ayy!
Better
than
ever
Ink
on
the
feather
Finest
paper
Hop
in
a
jetta
Tape
a
seal
on
it
Just
to
write
this
letter
Im
so
fancy
Fucking
stupid
panzees
Trying
tap
me
Slice
your
thighs
and
Slit
your
wrists,
bleed
like
a
sap
tree
(Forget
it)
I
just
wanna
climb
to
the
top
Im
ill,
feel
it?
I'll
kill
it,
im
the
realest
So
sick,
whenever
you
come
around,
you
make
the
fever
drop!
I'll
work
my
way
up,
i
dont
give
a
fuck
I
want
to
get
to
deals
from
brands,
fans,
and
grands
in
bands
If
this
rap
shit
didn't
work
out
Then
this
is
the
confirmation
to
take
me
off
I
dont
start
shit
Call
it
defamation
because
this
artist
shit
fell
off
Ruins
my
reputation
Need
validation
from
people?
Cool,
try
to
get
it?
Fool.
why
you
try
to
hit
it?
To
duel!
Kill
a
herd
Filler
words
make
this
song
go
without
a
peak
Feel
the
urge?
Make
this
go
for
a
week
I'm
the
probability
You're
the
possibility
Of
the
ability
Move
around,
mobility
Everytime
somethings
going
right
It
feels
like
somethings
wrong
Trapped
in
my
own
facade
of
a
song
Polar
opposites,
obsidian
Oblivious
to
this
dark
"VOID"
When
am
i
gonna
get
out
of
this
oblivion
" There
is
no
other
choice"
Million
chances,
frantic
You
get
her
dry,
i'm
the
chapstick
Never
new
shit
(wait
hold
on)
Never
knew
shit
Special
ed,
dropped
from
the
head
Teachers
wouldn't
do
shit
Momma
always
told
me
this
rap
music
is
stupid
But
always
said
if
i
had
a
ability
i
should
use
it
and
do
shit
I
choose
it
and
sing
acoustics
If
i
fail,
i
lose
it
But
this
new
shit,
if
i
ever
stunt
And
do
it,
i
would
lose
shit
With
this
movement
If
this
game
is
a
bomb
then
i
defuse
it
Whip
out
a
q-tip
wick
Because
i
got
my
family's
fuse
lit,
quick
Its
sad
when
i
get
mad,
because
its
bad
Because
i
don't
get
sad,
i
get
mad
All
this
pent
up
oppression
that
i
used
to
never
have
I
turn
my
depression
into
aggression,
i
speak
facts
That's
what
my
family
lacks
Maybe
one
day,
it'll
hit
you
and
you'll
look
back
Change
your
mind
and
make
a
impact
Via
versa,
so
you
follow
my
tracks
Maybe
try
to
support
any
one
of
my
raps
Instead
of
saying
i'm
"just
like
my
dad"
Then
compare
me
to
him,
then
call
us
both
fags
Then
saying
we're
"wannabe
blacks"
I
just
wanna
have
admiration
so
bad,
something
i
never
had
Saying
"Revenge"
is
a
"school
threat"
I
never
fucking
pulled
that
Planted
my
seed
for
everyone
to
feed
Since
the
deed
I'm
not
a
fool
that,
will
do
that
Regardless,
i'm
exhausted
and
guardless
Never
wanted
something
to
be
a
part,
this
Shit
is
getting
way
too
out
of
proportion
A
little
portion
of
it,
is
forced
in,
your
mouths,
silly
Put
a
gun
with
a
name
Do
the
same
shit
with
Careless
of
what
i
write
Embarrassed
to
show
you,
its
right
to
do
what
i
have
to
do
To
show
you
the
real
truth
What
if
I
make
it?
What
if
i
take
it,
and
bank
it
out
From
my
empty
bank
account?
We
made
it
out!
For
our
sake,
we
shout
We
shake
with
clout
Thats
fake,
no
doubt
All
these
bitches
wanna
play
me
like
a
board
game
But
bitch
your
boring,
sleeping
on
me,
stop
snoring
More
and
more
whoring,
mourning
these
hoes
in
a
storage
Never
get
too
attached
to
a
bitch
Cus'
she
gonna
break
your
heart
fast
Stitch
it
up
Then
you
switch
shit
up
(Bitch
enough!)
(Anyway)
I,
Can't
Do
This
Anymore
I'll
Never
date
a
whore
But
i
did
Myself
i
kid,
everyday
But
hey
Trust
me,
it'll
get
better,
just
watch
and
pray
Now
i'm
just
freestyling
Ayy,
on-
you
know
on
the
mic
be
wilding
I'm
filing
Like
jeffery
eipstein's
island
Eye
of
Sauron
That's
why
they
call
it
"Eye
Land"
(Island)
haha
Yea
Ayy,
i'll
mark
you
up,
i
got
you
in
my
targets
Ayy,
ayy,
since
the
deed,
everyone
tryna
feed
Ayy,
ayy,
ayy,
i
write
you,
yea,
gonna
stitch
you
with
a
pencil
Fold
you
up,
like
a
pretzel
Ayy,
ayy,
ayy
I'm
fucked
up
in
the
head,
inside
i'm
dead
That's
why
i'm
so
fucking
mental!

1 Running (Intro)
2 Revenge
3 Toxic
4 My Life.
5 Voices.
6 Retaliation
7 Discomposed
8 Bippity Bop (Skit)
9 Empower
10 Oblivion
11 Mastermind
12 Mental
13 Peculiar
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