Aceox - Death Ahead

See?
Hold up!
Had a dream when I grow up
Gonna make myself a name 'til my fucking way shows up
Never cared for money or fame, never wanted to blow up
But now I'm sitting, bills stacking and telling me to motherfucking
Grow up! Oh fuck!
I think I've reached my limit, making music's now a business
That's not what I want!
I talk 'bout bitches and drugs, cash and bitch ass bad quick fucks
My mind is racing fast like it's the quick brown fucking fox
I wanna tell stories! The fuck happened to that?
Wanted to inspire people but now I'm actin' like a twat
Man, are you already bored? Ah jeez!
I make mumble rap shit, talkin' 'bout how I'm the real Jason Voorheese!
They were right, I'm just another no-name!
Another tiny fish in the ocean of wack ass damn rappers beaten at his own game!
I'm so fucking tired, it ain't what I wanted to be!
I wanted to leave a giant great fucking legacy!
But all I see in the distance of my fucking future
Is a fucking sign saying death ahead, you fucking loser!
I'm going insane, this shit is fucked!
I have no skills you could deconstruct!
I can't sing! I can't rap!
I can't even play a single fucking instrument!
Man, when I can't find a rhyme for my next motherfucking line
I try but miss cloud nine and start some trouble with hard complex time
It's really fucking aggravating, makes me wanna beat up motherfucking punks
I shoot some redneck cunts with a pump action, put a forty-five in my trunk
I feel anger and tension, gotta loosen up, ay
I tend to mention that I want to shoot those punks, ya
Conflicting emotions, leaving an oozing blood-trail
Loosing to the third dimension, well, doswidanya!
Fuck this jealousy! Fuck this pride!
Fuck this wrath! And fuck my life!
Fuck this devilry! Fuck up time!
I am fucking divided between the left and the god damn right!
Here in my crib I tried bribing myself for a final good time but I could not find
What is right in places like these, man, I'm on a roll of god damn fucking lies
Story time, bitch, I commit a crime and cut you up like a god damn fucking swine
Du minderbemittelter Hurensohn bist so ein dummer behinderter Bastard!
I'm so fucking tired, it ain't what I wanted to be!
I wanted to leave a giant great fucking legacy!
But all I see in the distance of my fucking future
Is a fucking sign saying death ahead, you fucking loser!
I'm going insane, this shit is fucked!
I have no skills you could deconstruct!
I can't sing! I can't rap!
I can't even play a single fucking instrument!
I'm a fool!
I thought I could become a skilled rapper
Making music, talkin' 'bout some serious bangers
But look at me now! do you see now?
I ain't free, wow! Trapped and feel down!
Can't see the light showing me my future life
My future wife will listen and think I'm a stupid swine
The fuck is time? My fucking end is nigh!
I can't fucking believe I wasted everything for this god damn fucking grime!
It's a non-stop grind, no payoff just wasted time
Not increasing my skill, it fucks up my fucking pride
We ain't on the same line, I need some fame time
I need to evolve, become a better artist, walk on a frail line
I don't think I'm meant to be the best, I only got me and my motherfucking tracks
Rap is so lame man I can't comprehend the predicament when making god damn rap tracks
The argument between my heart and soul is a bickering of something I never ever had
Thinking back to the old times of me and my friends, they stood by my side 'til the bitter end!
God damn!
Motherfucker!
Yeah!
But where they at, though?
Fucking traitors!
Backstabbing pieces of shit, man!
Damn!
I'm better off without you anyways, so
Suck my dick, bitch!

Written by:
Deniz Bozca

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