Time Is Due

Time is due Now you wanna know what I've been through This time last year, there were no clues Now you wanna know what I've been through Can't step in my shoes You don't wanna see the things I'll do You don't wanna feel these fucking blues You don't wanna see these fucking views And you don't wanna unscrew all your screws Fuck off and leave This my oxygen, I wanna breathe This my pain and I wanna grieve My life's grim so I wanna reap What's up my sleeve? Definitely something you don't wanna see Definitely something you can't believe I turned this way cuz I don't want peace Might wanna call the fucking police (What the fuck?) Time is due Out of my head yeah man, who knew? Going insane inside my brain Grab the gun and you know what to do I'll fuck you too Now I'm overdue, I'm over you I thought you knew, I thought you knew, uh I thought you knew Kill him with the knife and it's still in the back Pain in my eyes but the noose still slack Down with the meds and I'm back on track 2am cold, it's a double attack 3 rounds in and the boy got sparked Down on the floor but he just laughed Don't chat shit or you'll get glassed Cuts him open and the blood comes fast Uh, the blood comes fast Poor little guy is not gonna last Poor little guy is gonna get glassed That poor little guy won't make it past Uh, the blood comes fast Poor little guy is not gonna last Poor little guy is gonna get glassed That poor little guy won't make it past