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i.m.purity - thisain'tme. lyrics

verse 1:
think on my life, looking at time, waiting in line just to hear it
the end of the line, time to resign, how about death, should i fear it
looking for purpose, i find it hard, i’m looking sad cuz i need it
i need the help, solutions they melt, keeping me down and i’m drowning
all of this sh+t i need counseling
something is up, its a mountain
im trying to climb, look at me now, look at me now this is blinding
no i don’t think i can make it, i do not think i can shake it, take it
my mind is racing, aching, and i have been pondering hanging
not from a rope, im not trynna choke, but this is my life, i feel vacant
rap is the only things that helps, i put the blame on myself
there ain’t n0body else
i am doing it for health
i ain’t focused on the wеalth
this isn’t me, yet i see myself

verse 2 (lil peem)
wish i could takе it all back
before all the vodka and beers and the jack
before leather jackets and wearing all black
before all these b+tches looked at me like that
before i was rapping and dropping my tracks
before i had scratches all over my stans
back when i bust it at the high school dance
was a punk ass kid, ain’t had no plans
saw my chance to get out of that town
so i took it and ran with it, can’t hold me down
since then i’ve running around
i could never ever keep my toes on the ground
people saying i forgot where i came from
but i will never forget what i made from
got my bros, but we ain’t got the same blood
cold world so you finna get ate up
cold world, so we all gotta stay tough
no going slow, b+tch i’m picking the pace up
making my way to the top, f+ck a dayjob
finna put commas all over my paystub (ay)
shoes always laced up (ay, yeah)
i gotta take off (ay, yeah)
chasing that paper (ay, yeah)
f+ck all the haters
city lights, mesmerized
h+lla b+tches, insta likes
grew up like a mennonite
liquor turned to kryptonite
i can never get too high
feline, i have many lives
smirnoff ice, every night
taking shots like columbine (whoah)
verse 3: (lil peem)
passed out on the pavement
sad songs on my playlist
empty bottles, not hazing
heart still full of hatred
drift around like a vagrant
glazed eyes, so vacant
i don’t know if i can make it
but on stage i feel amazing
still teenage wasteland
got me feeling like mad max
prozac, no xanax
might blow my brain like it’s baghdad
playing games with the hangman
playing games with the hangman
playing games with the hangman (ay, whoah)

verse 4:
this isn’t me, telling me i couldn’t be with they clique
filled with the sounds of defeat, man i’m not taking the heat
get the f+ck off me i mean it cuz this sh+ts like murder to me
i’m looking at you i see all the hate that’s on me, aiming at me with yo rifle of words, ima sit back and stay in my seat
i’ve had to deal with all of my life now i’m taking it back and i feel like i’m passing my peak
man i’ll be there in yo seat, i’ll be the king at the top while your out there just beg in the streets, begging to me, begging forgiveness, i’ll laugh at you while you are there at my feet, this is the sign of defeat, maybe youll breathe it and weep. steep!

- i m purity lyrics

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