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black sunday - the art of letting go lyrics

(intro) donnie darko
yeap
dark, dark, darko
bless
ah, ah
look, look

(verse 1) donnie darko
i wake up with anxiety, everybody lie to me
feelin’ like a fiend, everybody get high with me
i’ve been left behind, stress on my mind
because the pressure is on, this is my time
i never said i was perfect, i’m just bein’ me
we all slaves to love.. will we ever get free?
i never seen success, feelin’ like i am the best, smokin’ and drinkin’ was the only way to ease the stress
i’ve been in the storms, plenty of guns, sell rocks, get popped, talk glocks for fun
listen, i wasn’t letting go, pain.. i just let it flow, through me, inside, really can’t let it show
it the disorder i can’t cure, really i’m unsure, wishin’ all the virgins will stay pure
never gave a f-ck if you supported me, f-ck that
i had problems my own, f-ck rap

(verse 2) donnie darko
ah, yo, yo
and the haters gonna hate, i don’t give a f-ck
they wanna slice of the pie, they don’t get the cut
’cause the world is cut throat, these n-gg-s are cutted throats, the innocent suffer, that’s how the love go
i’m insecure, no drug for it, i’m f-cked up
and alive at 24, my luck up, i got a nine in my hand i can take away but playin’ god on your own won’t open the gates
got a lot enemies, attracted to hate, includin’ myself, never catchin’ a brake
i try to meditate, can’t be still and i ain’t bein’ myself if i can’t be real, f-ck it
while my ex callin’ i ain’t ever fallin’ .. seeing couple alb-ms, so she think i’m ballin’
b-tch, please, i’m feelin’ like snoop if the truth set you free, i ain’t lyin’ in the booth
motherf-cker

(verse 3)
ah, look, look, look
i was scared of loved, i had my heart broken
cold b-tch took a knife, ripped my heart open
very vocal in the booth but i started smokin’
try to swallow my pride but i started chokin’
we all live to die but i’m dyin’ to live, i’m a man who had to try with nothin’ to give
mistakes happen, drugs and the guns clappin’ .. kids k!ll, mother cry and the devil’s laughin’
n-gg-s act real hard like they’ve been thug, i don’t think you was born with a mean mug
we all cry, we live, we all die, you can pray to try to ease the pain and get high
you got choices, learn out to listen to the voices, never stay trapped in the sh-ll, you ain’t oysters
any time you lose your mind, that sh-t poison
negativity will spray, gotta avoid it
listen

- black sunday lyrics

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