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dirty mike - hell lyrics

verse:
half my homies don’t know me when they’re talkin bout
tryna put that bottle or a blunt or the chute up in my mouth
ask me if i’m drinkin yet i’ll give you somethin to think about
i was out here dyin i got homies up in rehab
this ain’t a game to me homie want a tag up on your feet man?
no i don’t i know i’m sober that don’t mean i’m soft i bin beat bad and still heal man
yeah it tears at me, that anxiety
depression, paranoia’s in the driver seat
feelin like most my folk won’t ride with me
to the side with me
when sh-t gets real that’s how you’d prolly be
but i survived the peak, the fall, the rise
all in between and with my b-lls arrived
this my middle finger try it on for size
so when i say i’m solo it ain’t all just lies
it’s a feelin that i can’t turn to n0body
in this grey city but that’s really fine with me
like whatever, i’ll just do it by myself and grind
it’s not the first time i pulled myself out dirt to shine

hook:
prolly h-ll to be around
on those days where the sleep dep got my eyes sunk into my crown
prolly h-ll to be around
on those days where all i have is paranoia on my mind and mouth
prolly h-ll to be around
on those days like stay the f-ck away but hold me down
when i feel i need to talk but i can’t right now
when the evil in me won’t let the tears flow
i need you to hold me down
cause this sh-t ain’t comin easy i bin out here for a minute
and my guts are spillin out right now
i need someone i could trust but there’s no one i could trust
don’t wanna fuss right now
i’m prolly h-ll to be around

verse:
i don’t say this for the shock or for the blank stares
i say it cause i’m human and the fibres in my flesh tear
i’m just hopin on a day where i feel fine in my own skin
in bed with bad one no bottled up emotions
i thought i spilled it all thru the ink in my pen
till the demons came back and had me thinkin again
f-ck it i don’t care have me sinkin again
have a bullet in my brain body stinkin my friend
fore i ever grab the bottle start drinking again
drownin my thoughts with a cold one
singing that song it’s an old one
misunderstood with a twisted soul
heavy on the throttle till the piston’s blow
twenty seven club with zip to show
f-ck that i ain’t about to tippy toe
around the subject on some punk sh-t
write a heartfelt letter never sack up and address it
this is for all the folk who love exploitin a weakness
claim to shine light while i’m seein you cease it
throwin up peace like you be a bulimic
fakin love when i’m just a part of your scheme b-tch
my heart froze yo sincerely i mean this
stay the f-ck outta my aura if you’re feedin my demons

[verse: rozmo]
this the verse that bleeds
drippin burgandy
till it hurts to breath
homies in security
still i’m sure of these
insecurities
fix and work at these
get it perfectly
till it’s worth a fee
and i don’t wanna be just another n0body
on the merry go rotting
i’m fro-zen
meltdown over complicated notions
feelin so hollow
i should be a role model
but i’m stuck drownin in my own bottle
looking back on it feelin so awful
but the past is the past stomach all that you can swallow
my time piece keeps track of it
half past what’s happening
quarter to the last event
seconds till the planet ends
probly h-ll to be around when i’m not feelin social
probly h-ll to be around when i choke at my own show
thought i lost all track of my circulation
that’s only self deprivation through over contemplation

- dirty mike lyrics

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