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jarren benton - my grandmas basement كلمات الأغنية

felt like there was no escaping
some days felt suicidal
i was scared i would never make it
i got problems n-gg-, i got issues b-tch
i don’t want to live no more
im’ma let this pistol spit
give me a therapist
that know magic tricks
prescribe me something, n-gg- change my life
i need happiness, sunshine
darkness that’s all i see
i drank away my pain and popped a few pills
i can’t wait to fall
asleep
d-mn i think death is calling me
wake up and i’m still here
like f-ck i’m too scared to die
these pills and this vodka making me feel weird
i don’t hang around like i used to
paranoid that im’a lose her
i’m scared of what my b-tch think
i know any day i might lose her
too unstable to raise a kid
what the f-ck holy sh-t!
i just came to this realization
its been nine months i just noticed it
this must be a nightmare
pinch myself, somebody awake him
i open my eyes and i wake
and i’m still right here in my grandmas bas-m-nt
noooo!

my gran’ma bas-m-nt, yeah n-gg- my gran’ma bas-m-nt
my gran’ma bas-m-nt, yeah n-gg- my gran’ma bas-m-nt
some days i felt so scared i wouldn’t make it
some days i felt so scared i wouldn’t make it
yeah outta’ my gran’ma bas-m-nt, yeah n-gg- my gran’ma bas-m-nt

at night i can’t go to sleep
i feel like someone’s stabbing me
inside of my f-cking heart
just like clock work this pain grows gradually
actually i still have a little bit of hope
maneuvering the anguish and sh-t i wrote
i ain’t got patience the way i’m dope
give a n-gg- one shot they like, no!
now its back to my grandmas bas-m-nt
with all this anger and this frustration
stress can’t be complacent
there he go again getting wasted
pacing around his room so anxious
wish i had a sp-ce ship
’bout to go ape-sh-t
how much more can a n-gg- like me take it
before a mother f-cker go and cave in ahhh!
f-ck this rap sh-t, it ain’t happening quick enough
my homies say i shouldn’t give it up
but honestly i don’t give a f-ck
my girl b-tching ’bout cash n-gg-
i’m strapped down to my last n-gg-
my baby hungry and need new clothes
and i swear they grow so fast n-gg-
these nine to fives don’t pay enough
i’m about to hit the bank and go spray it up
i’ve got to get the f-ck out this bas-m-nt
these dreams and hopes ain’t waiting up
this must be a nightmare
pinch myself, somebody awake him
i open my eyes and i wake
and i’m still right here in my grandmas bas-m-nt
noooo!

i’m on the edge, f-cked up in the head
i don’t know who i am no mo’
i lost faith in religion
god please give me just one anticdote
i plan to blow
but i panic so much these days i can’t see straight
we can’t relate
cause i’m losing it and out of my rocker
don’t know what to do with it
this music ain’t lucrative
papa keep talkin that go back to school
b-tch you sounding so ludicrous
stuck on that stupid sh-t
i should be thankful while laying in the bas-m-nt
instead of the pavement
my brain is just aching
my city they sleeping
they hating
but f-ck ’em i eat ’em
i’m packing my sh-t up this evening
i can’t turn back
f-ck that
sh-t, d-mn it i’m leaving
got to get out of here find my way
my sanity’s slipping
im’ma go crazy
got to make moves
what’s it goin’ take me
i’m stuck on my own
no one saves me
so what you gonna do when there’s no where to go
and the world seems cold
and the pain keep aching
you finally made it
it’s your worst nightmare when you lose
and you got to go back to the bas-m-nt
noooo!

- jarren benton

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