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bigb adams - untold lyrics

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alone all alone in my room in my home where am i gonna go i’m never gonna know my hearts becoming so cold i always feel like i just got done sleeping in snow. do me on the low but get lit on a friday night and act alright, depression is a b-tch but is willing to fight, like a pussy boy asking where you at every
night

it knows it will be back for more and it will win and cause its horrible galore which is much more then not having the urge to open your bedroom door

to see the light instead it ignites your weakness and you don’t wanna fight say ill do life later but for now imma say goodnight i never wanted to live this far

in life to be honest i was planning on being dead last year and that’s a promise, it f-cking sucks that i’m still in this clut, never even thought of living to the

point where i gotta get up, get the f-ck up and live i’m just so p-ssed i wished there was a way when i swallowed them pills i never lived, the purpose was to

just die instead of get high, instead had a seizure and was drooling all night, you will never get it until you are so desperate for a high you smoke synthetic

you wanna do it again then you regret it, forget it all life is just a giant ball that gets bigger with its problems so you can go figure if you need to be a indica or

sativa, a hype or a low, a downer with no place to go, get with it, get with the program cam, im tryin man d-mn gotta get a bad b-tch whos just a tramp

listen to shitty music with a flow so whack the lyrics are confusing, and make music about partying all night, f-cking 20 b-tches at the same time and recycle

old rhymes and use them for your new audience cause they are just young little pr-cks just getting hair above there d-ck, pussy that’s just learning to drip

just learning how to cook a batch, just learning how load a pistols clip, all that shit, just cause of what my stupid -ss would say on the mic, and then when it

gets put on me i gotta act like i rap about peace love and happiness, when im really rapping about beef drugs and cr-pppiness and they wonder why kids do

dumb shit all the time say gang gang when none of them even own a nine, just a bunch of hicks always trying to fight, like it gives some kind of rep in return

beating a kid so bad he ends up in a urn, when it don’t, i suggest to everyone young just chill and smoke, but if the beef come your way you better do the

math, cause if its just a bunch of cr-p don’t feed into none of that, send the hicks to some other hicks to f-ck up there shit cause you should be doing you
your gonna be living life they gonna be dead by the time they are 22

- bigb adams lyrics

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