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str8xedge - mama wanted me to be a singer... lyrics

i know i am no model citizen, no model christian
and god prolly hates me, okay?
i’m just tryna buy a lil time ’til i meet my demise
and eventually accept my fate
buckets of blood always spilling since i was a jit
from the razor that’s draining my veins
but i’ll be okay, it’s fine and i’m great
but the pressure is starting to make me irate
suffering’s unoriginal, so is a boast
here’s a few of the things i disrelish the most
that all that i make is a cheap imitation
i remember when i had inspiration
professional fraud and a hypocrite
said i’d never? i’m practically selling my soul
a constant reminder of all of my failures
when you’re on a leash, nothing’s in your control
but i’d never take it back ‘cuz i’m blinded pride
prolly got luci’s sigil engrained in my eye
all the s+x, money, murder, got stakes in my mind
but i can’t pull them out ‘cuz i ain’t got the spine
suicidal am i, i’m vapidly searching in vain
as roll up and light up a strain
if i cannot create, then i’m prolly a waste
maybe i’ll meet tony in a couple of days

“if i fail tomorrow, god, i hope, will have mercy on me, for n0body else will”

- str8xedge lyrics

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