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Confused (Nirvana Backing Track)
I'm confused
Everytime I get my phone out at the moment I wanna chuck it
So much garbage going on right now man
Everytime I turn the TV on
Can't believe some of the shit I'm seeing
Lemme tell you why
[Chorus]
I'm confused
Do you have to make club banger
Where he people only judge you on the views?
I'm confused
Do you have to turn up with the crew
When you're lubed and set fire to he booth cuz
I'm confused
Gang looking all terry crews but
In a dance none of them moved
I'm confused
Really I ain't got nothing lose so
I'ma start to spread a little truth cuz
I'm confused
[1st Verse]
Everyones addicted to a double tap, love a little stranger with a like
Screaming out Gucci gang Gucci gang, you ain't worn Gucci in your life
Every time I hear a mumble rapper rap about inanimate possessions, something in me dies
These days, if you wanna bag a date, all you really gotta do is swipe
[Chorus]
I'm confused
Women want respect from the press then they hit the red carpet in the n***
I'm confused
You posted on a Bentley on your snap but this morning, bro, I saw you on the tube
I'm confused
You're putting rotten flesh in your body but the packaging will tell you that it's food
I'm confused
We have been raised to believe we can get our information from the news
[2nd Verse]
Ever since an adolescent I've been on the wrong path
Abusive to my body like I'm at it tryna die fast
I want playing minecraft, I was fighting in the club like Bruce Willis in die hard
I never studied pie charts, I studied ten pints down sipping liquor from a wine glass
All the students in my class are now mixing up class A's and cooking it with bicarb
We know no chill
Everyone's afraid to tell you how they really feel
I'm not cus I got the will
I'm not apologetic
I don't need you co-sine and I don't need your credit
Anyone can get it here's a lyric for a critic
Someone hit the light's
Cronicals are ridic
When it's pitch black these punks get a visit
Dark
Cut em into fillets in a minute
[Chorus]
I'm confused
I wonder what would happen if we woke and the internet was permanently removed
I'm confused
How are you a G.O.A.T that's definitely a term over used
I'm confused
We really don't value one another but mad for the new designer shoes
I'm confused
What happened to my generation all fake Roy's, Fillas and tattoos
Mad
Ain't nobody at here at my level I'm the new wave
I catch bodies when I surf on the rhythm
Dick print chilling on your girlfriend's duvet
Name your favourite rapper, if we battle I would kill him
Dropping MCs tips I'm the MV
[?]
Clips would get emptied
You could get shelled, man I'm too shelly
Hungry, eyes too big for my belly
Anti, I'm too rude for the telly
Demi gorgon, tell me when you're ready
Get the heli, borbon
Anybody want it, you could get it
Raoring, shots in ma glass I'm doing numbers
[?] Rolled in welcome to abundance
That's millions, not hundreds
Back chat never that don't get complacent
You'll end up on the ground with a face full of pavement