Lyrics:
don't got bread!)
Got a spider ass bite on my head, hangry
Feeling soupy, I brought my fuck in, yo I'm duckin'
Donald, Daffy, Howards, them cowards
whole family
It's gonna take the man in me to conquer this insanity (no, no, no, no)
It seems the rain'll never let up
I try to keep my head up,
Well, I think I'm goin' out of my head
Yes, I think I'm goin' out of my head over you, over you
I want you, want you to want me, I need you so
You should’ve gone for the head
Yeah yeah
You should’ve gone for the head
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
She locked me on the bedrail
With my gold chain
that it hurt
Fuck you so buck all you can do is curse
Gon n' slam my head all in your cake
Like it’s my birthday n' shit
Baby, I can take it
Try
that goes by no rules
Click clack and it's over you dead
My damn glock, buss a cap in your head
It's in my blood I love killin you fools
Hey,
here on the bridge
But fuck it, gotta pardon 'em, shout out to my squad and 'em
House Gang, Shady, I'm gone, nigga, my job is done
Yelawolf,
a real studio in LA so
I saved up money doing Sheetrocking
And I drove out with my
Girlfriend at the time i
Was only supposed to be there for six weeks i
saw myself in a dream making wine
The other said, Indeed, I saw myself in a dream carrying bread on my head, from which
birds were eating
They said,
by one I take the blame
I said one by one they stall and one by one we feel the same
I cannot take this pain
Flooding my head Filling me with dread
check it out check
It out check it out fuck wit ya head!
Check it out, check it out, check
It out, who's next nigga, time out
DL DL! That's my name don't
and a player
Sometimes I bum hip-hop,the other times slayer
You don't like it
Well stay out of my fucking way
Duck for the gunshot and watch to the ricochet
[Method Man]
This goes out
to all the big head niggaz
And all them big head bitches
You know my steez o
Yo yo yo yo
Deadly
Demons in your head
Cold as the world out there
Don't know what your doing here
Pain as it is deep inside
I have lost all of what is mine
My mind
Too high, can't come down
Losing my head, spinning round and round
Round and round round and round
Back to the hoes
Ridin' down 7-4th and Hoover
the
Weights I'm gonna buy
A stab-proof vest and put in the plates
I got so many stars and stripes I might
Buy a new house in the states
Every compliment my head
Wouldn’t be nothing but a damn lie
Shit
I’m fighting you everyday in my head
I’m being honest
And you winning
Fuck
By a landslide
Figuring you out
Was
want you out of my head
It's your smile mixed with those brown eyes
It's the way you looked at me, it caught me by surprise
But I
Don't wanna be with you
Well, I think I'm goin' out of my head
Yes, I think I'm goin' out of my head over you, over you
I want you, want you to want me, I need you so
When it kick you like Van Damme
Diss me out a East and me buck you over Boston
Head a buss like gas pan
Bullet with gunpowder, no Lasco, no lass man
you know that I got Mag in (what?)
Ask me am I only rappin', you know I got that bag in (you see it)
Band man like Lonnie (Lonnie), want my head, come
Last two, last flip, last you, last me, last night
Doing every single thing my parents warned me 'bout
'Til I wore 'em out (shit)
Voices in my head
eyes
Go head go grind go get it pick the manic out with it
I really don't know 'bout y'all
All these women all these cars countin' my cash life with
whole family
It's gonna take the man in me to conquer this insanity (no, no, no, no)
It seems the rain'll never let up
I try to keep my head up,
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