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eberg11 - live it up lyrics

[verse 1: berg]
if only i could believe, plant my seed and succeed
my endless possibility, gotta check with reality
my life’s, becoming a mess, critical accusations to correct
don’t splash me with disrespect, not once did i offend
don’t live a life of pretend, mind corrupted with fake friends
no detox to help me cleanse, wash away my sins, i gave amends
with my blood, from the cuts on wrist, momma walks in like the f-ck is this
placed under incarceration, i’m sick of being patient
stepping over my bill of rights, guilty till proven innocent
time spent adjacent from my dreams, in the bas-m-nt making my statement
my creation like an equation, the opinions representing you
stay true to all of the beliefs that make up and construct you
no influence to being misled, the president gives a go ahead
enough said, resurrection of n-z- germany being force fed
genocide still alive, m-ssive amounts of people dead
hopefully society doesn’t turn like living in the walking dead
if it does dramatic panic, fema camps are still active
homeless people getting round up, this is no longer just rapping

-chorus-
world around is f-cked up, i don’t know what to do
people always loving the corrupt, i don’t know what to do
thinking that i’ve had enough, i don’t know what to do
might as well live it up, live it up (2x)

[verse 2: berg]
so indecisive, i’ll write a rhyme and decide to rewrite it
see the lightning flashing, but it’s dark out working night shift
shutting my right eye cause i’m tired, hoping i can see me fit in context
complex mind you’ll find in me, misfiring words till it burns the right width
perspiring fire like lighters i ignited with my wiring
i mean writing, when i blow a fuse don’t refuse to using a hydrant
pen sparks when it hits that paper, creates a fire at the amphitheatre
like darth vader, expressing my dark side with rhymes i craft with my saber
i’m a game changer, destructive in this life that i live
talk bout living, let me mention the type of life that i miss
happy days but stuck, deep, in the abyss
talkin bout deep but could be referring to the words that i spit
as i’m gonna make it, my head’s becoming over run
surrounded by demons, mirror reflecting my head connected with a gun
off my soul they’re feeding, disguised as lyrics rolling off my tongue
i’m an individual one, scared for those growing up too young

- eberg11 lyrics

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