Choking Myself
by E-Sod
Verse 1:
I chug forty ounce bottles
Laugh at anorexic models
You’re startled; pound your ass hard enough you still feel it wobble
My mood be simply fuck you
I got ya, open your eyes and pour in vodka
I’ll eat your fucking intestines like pasta
Killa Cali, murderous style
I’m from a place without dreams like an abandoned child
Hope, struggle, love, and hate
Against a world that wants your soul to take
Make rules and temptations break
Discrimination against those with faith and blind faith lead you to an empty cave
Drink today forget the week
Fuck it; dreams aren’t real and days repeat
Liquor got me beat
Don’t know if I’m alive, still screaming
Break mirrors to scare demons
Splitting your spine even
Reaching for heaven tied down bleeding
No pleasure without pain, ferocious
Eyes wide open, and you don’t notice
Underdogs beating the odds
It’s for the people you never had or the ones you lost.
Chorus:
Can I breathe for a little without choking myself?
Has it ever been simple to ask for help?
If my road leads to hell I’m a burn it down
You can’t walk this way go turn around.
Can I breathe for a little without choking myself?
Has it ever been simple to ask for help?
If my road leads to hell I’m a burn it down
You can’t walk this way go turn around.
Verse 2:
They wanna point and laugh but fuck em’ this is real rap
It’s like loving someone who don’t love you back
Left out invisible, this level is difficult like I love being miserable
Uncertain individual gets too literal
These times are critical
Your similes are pitiful
No pistol in the mix of criminals
Where are your principles?
Unstable thoughts turn physical searching for my pinnacle
All I have is uncomfortable visuals
You’re not necessary, it’s typical
Fuck money and material
Only bitches stare and ridicule
My fire is full of fuel
My venom has no cure
Work hard and get yours till gravity sucks your fucking head to the floor
I’ve been to hell and back they still nock on my door
All the drama I can’t afford
The fucking doubts I gotta hold
I see you already fold, setting up regulations
The failure to a perfect equation, devastation
I grew up with rejection and humiliation, so your threats only please my masturbation
Determination is the only loyal friend I have
Lonely as fuck this bottled liquor is what’s left to grab
But I gotta plan
Keep choking myself till the air comes back
Chorus:
Can I breathe for a little without choking myself?
Has it ever been simple to ask for help?
If my road leads to hell I’m a burn it down
You can’t walk this way go turn around.
Can I breathe for a little without choking myself?
Has it ever been simple to ask for help?
If my road leads to hell I’m a burn it down
You can’t walk this way go turn around.
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Lyrics submitted by Esod.
I chug forty ounce bottles
Laugh at anorexic models
You’re startled; pound your ass hard enough you still feel it wobble
My mood be simply fuck you
I got ya, open your eyes and pour in vodka
I’ll eat your fucking intestines like pasta
Killa Cali, murderous style
I’m from a place without dreams like an abandoned child
Hope, struggle, love, and hate
Against a world that wants your soul to take
Make rules and temptations break
Discrimination against those with faith and blind faith lead you to an empty cave
Drink today forget the week
Fuck it; dreams aren’t real and days repeat
Liquor got me beat
Don’t know if I’m alive, still screaming
Break mirrors to scare demons
Splitting your spine even
Reaching for heaven tied down bleeding
No pleasure without pain, ferocious
Eyes wide open, and you don’t notice
Underdogs beating the odds
It’s for the people you never had or the ones you lost.
Chorus:
Can I breathe for a little without choking myself?
Has it ever been simple to ask for help?
If my road leads to hell I’m a burn it down
You can’t walk this way go turn around.
Can I breathe for a little without choking myself?
Has it ever been simple to ask for help?
If my road leads to hell I’m a burn it down
You can’t walk this way go turn around.
Verse 2:
They wanna point and laugh but fuck em’ this is real rap
It’s like loving someone who don’t love you back
Left out invisible, this level is difficult like I love being miserable
Uncertain individual gets too literal
These times are critical
Your similes are pitiful
No pistol in the mix of criminals
Where are your principles?
Unstable thoughts turn physical searching for my pinnacle
All I have is uncomfortable visuals
You’re not necessary, it’s typical
Fuck money and material
Only bitches stare and ridicule
My fire is full of fuel
My venom has no cure
Work hard and get yours till gravity sucks your fucking head to the floor
I’ve been to hell and back they still nock on my door
All the drama I can’t afford
The fucking doubts I gotta hold
I see you already fold, setting up regulations
The failure to a perfect equation, devastation
I grew up with rejection and humiliation, so your threats only please my masturbation
Determination is the only loyal friend I have
Lonely as fuck this bottled liquor is what’s left to grab
But I gotta plan
Keep choking myself till the air comes back
Chorus:
Can I breathe for a little without choking myself?
Has it ever been simple to ask for help?
If my road leads to hell I’m a burn it down
You can’t walk this way go turn around.
Can I breathe for a little without choking myself?
Has it ever been simple to ask for help?
If my road leads to hell I’m a burn it down
You can’t walk this way go turn around.
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Lyrics submitted by Esod.
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