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robin stawinski - helluvit (tom macdonald remix) كلمات الأغنية

they tried to tell me i should stop recording
man my songs have been bombing hard lately
they tried to tell me that my voice is horrible
and my speech impediment is kinda shady
they also told me that i’m too sad
rapping ’bout my illness, f-ck i knew that
i’m just doing me, and if you don’t agree
that i will show my t–th, then that is too bad

i’ve tried my best at playing guitar for years
and it took me to lenghts i could’ve never imagined
i went up on stage, played with nick oliveri
from queens of the stone age
b-tch that’s a blessing
f-ck it i guess there’s no reason at all
to be the bitter man that i have become
i still have my voice and i’ll use it as long
as my fingers decide to stay comfortably numb

so what the f-ck do y’all want?
i couldn’t keep playing the strings
i could just give up on my dreams
i could just keep staring at screens
repeat the same thing, videogaming
collecting foodstamps to have something to eat
or i could be me
‘least i can breath, ‘least i can sleep
knowing that i’ll never tell a story that isn’t f-cking real

these hands might be broken down
but my vocalcords’ still on somehow
i have no idea for how long, though
but i’m hoping ’till i get these songs out
my memory might leave me an empty sh-ll
and my family probably wish at every well
but when the time comes, i’ll welcome it
i’ll be doing me, for the h-ll of it

(2x)
for the h-lluvit

they said to go to h-ll
so i packed my sh-t and went with it
little did they know
that they put me in my element
i’m fire to the bones
now, diamonds in my skeleton
i’m finally in my zone doing me
for the h-lluvit

they tried to tell me that my punchlines are weak
and my flow is corny, and my beats are sh-t
only listened to rap for a year and a week
so i’ma remix y’all sh-t and get big of it
i don’t need any facetat’s to compensate brain damage
compensate fake leverage, i’ma just stay savage
i’ll be the wonderchild of my late parents
who died way too young and left a sad mess of grey patterns

for me to connect, and to find out what happens
when life gives you lemons, you smash ’em together
pour that in the ground and then drink from the sapplings
and teach all the others, yeah let them have it
‘cuz sharing my knowledge might just be my fetish
i’m young but i’m wise enough to see my merits
and the conscious fans, think it’s awesome man
they comment like: “man, i really get it!”

so what the f-ck do y’all want?
i could just give up on my dreams
i could just sit at home and scream
i could just stay wounded and bleed
i could just put pressure on these
wounds that were cut way too deep
wounds that won’t leave unless healed
wounds that others gave to me
or i could just say that i’m done putting blame onto others and realise the problem is me

so go ahead and call me what you want
skinny white boy with a funny walk
a lisp in my speech and a whole in my heart
that’ll phase me, that’s a suckerpunch
now you hating on whitey for bringing the firey
and singing his ivory -ss off and whining
is it because i’m lacking the melanin?
i’ll be doing me, for the h-ll of it

(2x)
for the h-lluvit

- robin stawinski

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