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ceeingee – can’t stay right lyrics

[verse 1]
the days been hard on me, i’ve had times i couldn’t even stand
i just don’t understand, i run to my friend for help
i lock myself in my bedroom
“christopher, what’s wrong with you?”
“nothing, really nothing”
everyday, i just can’t live without my granny
i feel a knife through my f-ckin’ tummy, i miss my gran and mummy
i feel like i’m gonna die, what am i gonna do
i can’t plan a day, i always need help with sh-t
i am in pain, feel like i wanna cut myself with a razor blade
i feel like i’m gonna fade, into the blackness
i can’t rap this sh-t much, it’s just too much for me
i can’t even see the light of day, usually i can
i’m still living with my father, i ain’t got my own place yet
ain’t got a girl to love and to be cared of
i ain’t got sh-t for me in this life, ain’t gettin’ anywhere
i blew up in anger, i just can’t have a, good time right now
[hook]
why in the world am i feelin’ lonely
i just don’t have sh-t goin’ for me, i feel like i’m gonna just walk into the darkness as i rap this in my cr-ppy mic, i just can’t stay right
[verse 2]
i’mma take a pill, swallow one at my will
i’ll still be the rebel that i think i am
i don’t stay calm, a cut on my f-ckin’ left arm
i aim with an ak but not shoot a bullet til someone goes in front of me
i am not a grown up, i’m still a kid in a way
i go in a mood, i ain’t feelin’ good as i walk through my old hood
fall on the ground til i get back up but i can’t so i’mma crawl like an ant
every minute that i live it, i got a second to hold on to life in bad times as i live it
sometimes sh-t doesn’t go for me when i need it to
when i need someone to help me through
no help needed is what people think
i don’t need a sympathy, i just need to get back to being me
if that’s possible, am i gonna be in hospital
am i gonna be dead in my house, lying on the floor with pills and a can of red bull
paink!llers, but yet i’ve got rhymes that i claim as illers, so when we live the days and the days don’t k!ll us
i’mma buy 10 cars to roam around in. need money though
i find it hard to earn dough, as i have no flow
i need a flow to be iconic, but yet i’m ironic
i’m a d-ck, but yet i take paink!llers to get a kick
i am addicted to it and i need some help, maybe rehab might help
i don’t know, what the days’ll become for me
i am not giving up rap when i am not gettin’ up
i gotta live it up to my full potential
i broke my last pencil, anger just gets to me easy
i’mma be the mc that’ll spit f-ckin’ dope rhymes
write syllables when i need some co-codamol
[hook]
why in the world am i feelin’ lonely
i just don’t have sh-t goin’ for me, i feel like i’m gonna just walk into the darkness as i rap this in my cr-ppy mic, i just can’t stay right
[verse 3]
i’m bitter sometimes when i spit a rhyme
i am a lot better, people just don’t see that
i’mma let ya’ll know that i’m the best, you’ll ever know
put you down with a gun, shoot you with one bullet
i’mma f-ckin’ ripper, but not jack
i am the demon that is so f-ckin’ wicked that i created jolly sid
he’s my ego that is so evil that not even a priest can make him good
he’s the anger side of me, when i rage
he writes it on a f-ckin’ blank page
i feel the flow when i go with the flow
i’mma show some potential when i rap
i use a keyboard, not a pencil now
i used to when i first started rap
give my bullies a taste of their own medicine when i set a trap
you lost, rip up your map
you’ll not understand it anyway, so stupid that you’ll f-ck up a ladbrokes bid
learn some sh-t that you don’t even know, the facts poppin’ up and waitin’ to show
i’mma hit a hoe with a hammer til she grabs onto her life
i told ya i’m wicked, this is sid talkin’
i bet, i’ll get ya soul and give it to the f-ckin’ devil
i’m so f-ckin’ d-mn downright sh-t when i spit, i rap a verse for the whole universe, i ain’t gettin’ writer’s block now
i can think of lines a bit better now, yo
[hook]
why in the world am i feelin’ lonely
i just don’t have sh-t goin’ for me, i feel like i’m gonna just walk into the darkness as i rap this in my cr-ppy mic, i just can’t stay right
[outro]
jolly f-ckin’ sid (sid f-ckers)
nc origan (tells ya his origin)
2017 (happy new f-ckin’ year)

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