Lyrics

I know how it feel to wake up fucked up Fucked up Pockets Pockets broke as hell Another rock to sell Broke as hell Another rock to sell I know how it feels to wake up with no hope Ramen noodle broke blunt roach in my coat Got me freezing in the winter summertime's burning up Soaking wet cold sweat ghettos blues'll have me stuck Microphone keeps me fed voices in my head Scribbled down lines milk, eggs, juice, and bread I know how it feels dumping rocks out my mouth By the park serving fiends out the blocks in the south Trying to make a come up while laws about to run up Try to choke me out spit it out and have me done up But I'm ten steps ahead my hustle's on point Put it back into the lyrics write it down and smoke a joint Now I'm blowing like a bubble on the everyday struggle From pushing on the block to pushing tracks I make um double Triple cause effect I'm in the ripple Of my own timeline while I wreck it out the mental I know how it feels to go to sleep dirt broke Pockets light as hell another night I dwell I know how it feels up in the land of the lost A clown at midnight with all my thoughts to come across I know how it feels to go to sleep dirt broke Pockets light as hell another night I dwell I know how it feels up in the land of the lost A clown at midnight with all my thoughts to come across Welcome to the midnight hour I'm floatin' Insomniac tracks'll leave um slapped up and broken A token on my appreciation list Her voice up in the background is getting dismissed Complaining come to bed but I can't even sleep Too many thoughts up in my head too many thoughts that run deep Welcome to the midnight hour I'm clownin' Reality is power in reality I'm drowning Sounding like a psycho villain does I know how it feels to get that very first buzz I know how it feels to turn my nights into days Fucked up flying high up in the darkness we blaze Amazed to see another sun rise Every moment how it plays until another son dies I know how it feels to really live up in the lyrics After dark I hear it nightmares and evil spirits I know how it feels to go to sleep dirt broke Pockets light as hell another night I dwell I know how it feels up in the land of the lost A clown at midnight with all my thoughts to come across I know how it feels to go to sleep dirt broke Pockets light as hell another night I dwell I know how it feels up in the land of the lost A clown at midnight with all my thoughts to come across That's me blowin' like a bubble In the everyday struggle Yeah that's me on the everyday wishing Trying to make um meet all my ends in submission Yeah that's me on the everyday dreaming Everything I say in every way is always seeming To vibe through the streets so others can relate We're not so very different you and I can contemplate On better days better ways better when the record plays Ain't gotta dream when I just go on in and wreck it blazed And yeah that's me I make it happen for myself Went from snapping off to rapping but it's better for my health Cuz I know how it is when you ain't got a thang Burnt out "Nike Cortez" for a belt we using shoe strings Crumble yellow pages that shit is kind uh rough No lights no water like if that wasn't enough And no I ain't forgot so don't think I'm not Remembering where I came from to every street and block I know how it feels to go to sleep dirt broke Pockets light as hell another night I dwell I know how it feels up in the land of the lost A clown at midnight with all my thoughts to come across I know how it feels to go to sleep dirt broke Pockets light as hell another night I dwell I know how it feels up in the land of the lost A clown at midnight with all my thoughts to come across
Writer(s): Francisco Dutchover Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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