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just-n - reverse psychology lyrics

[verse 1]:

lately i stay off of drugs cuz i’m chasin’ funds
too stuck on work to have some fun, i’ll be the one
i’ll never give you what you want, this is my dream
i ain’t poppin’ pills cuz i ain’t a fiend just ain’t my thing
i’ve been working overtime, takin’ care of business
everyday work on my rhymes man, f-ck the business
f-ck the politics cuz you know i stand for freedom
been a mental slave, and lately got to free em’
ya’ll sick in the mind, i think you need infirmaries
every bit of criticism, nah that ain’t hurting me
take it with a grain of salt, kick it to the asphalt
if i don’t grind enough my man, heh that’s the -ss fault
never ever asked for this, all the unwanted voices
pick my brain apart and look at all my choices
i could write, i could smoke, i could shoot some dope
i could fight, i could choke, i could lose my hope
but now i sit in front of you, checkin’ out my frontal view
trying to find an equal mind, but that only comes in few
like trying to find your crew at bonnaroo, f-ck is you?
the current time is genocide, now they pull a gun on you
but it’s like this every day, i think i can’t stand it
come on man, pop these perks this is how i planned it
pop it like a reddinbaucher, take it to the head man
tell me how you really feel, let it all shed man

[verse 2]:

i could pop these pills, make it all disappear
give into my will, let you all see the fear
i could smoke this weed, give you what you need
i could k!ll myself, and every ache can leave
sometimes i want to die, sometimes i want to drink
i could just get high, and never ever think
i just want to shine, in a world full of shade
always on my grind, but i’m just a slave
curled up in a ball, laying on the pavement
i just want it all, i just want some payment
i’m dying from it all, i wither from the hatred
i think i lost my call, it’s buried in the basement
i’m up in my feelings, i can’t stand the hurt
my eyes fixed on the ceiling, my hearts about to burst
everything i said, is switching in reverse
as i become the real me, i’m scared it will get worse

[hook]: repeat 2x

i could pop e’s fit in with the g’s
pourin’ out this lean, destroy the inner me
losing energy, i’m living with this curse
hanging by a string, my psychology’s reversed

[verse 3]:

just a lost soul, i’m trapped up in this purgatory
raping my mind, i like to call it statutory
need a level plane, i’m falling off the axis
doing back flips, on a needle bed mattress
can’t find piece, in the barrel of a piece
my moral’s on a leash, as i’m fen to just release
searchin’ for a priest, think i need an exorcism
demons bought the lease, now it’s feeling like a prison
they bout to break me down and lock me up
treat me like a clown and try to box me up
i think i’m giving in cuz the sin’s too strong
i’m worried no more about the rights or wrongs

[hook]: repeat 2x

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