Bad Feeling

Oh, we hang by one string
You throw away me
Push me down, go back to a fling
The text don’t say, what I'm supposed to see
You say you're in love, but it isn’t with me
The feathers of love, keeping your mind clean
Throw it back to the nightmares that I see
Your face is always haunting my dreams
The restless nights keeping me from sleep
Fuck this pain I’m trying to climb this sea
Terror of drowning, beneath my own feet
Puddles of tears throws me into a new world
Finally clean

Yeah

Maybe it's for the work of my mind to feel release
I know I rap trash, but try to let the flow release
Break down the beat, jump in after, my mind's the matter
Break the trend, fuck the caster
Telling stories for your answers, deceiving factors
Your past is hers, and he's coming after
Not gonna stop till my heads the batter
Flow to rapper, break my skull, and stab the grabber
Except we move it back
Write that after
Tell them it's facts
But they don't accept answers


I’ve Gotta Bad Feeling - About it
I’ve Gotta Bad Feeling - About it
I’ve Gotta Bad Feeling - About it
I’ve Gotta Bad Feeling - About it




Yo, and we moving it back
Move back, snap back to the old rap
Eminem is the flow dad, and I’m the kid man
Someones snaps deft
And there's half left
Come back at me with wack flows
I sit down and write, not pay those
Everything else from the heart
And It’s painful

Here he goes
Back at it again rapping about hows hes sad
Except I keep it real
And put it out to last
Slit my wrist
Feelings last
Cover the scars, heal it fast
Rope around my neck, can’t feel it stand
Except I let the flows snap my neck
And the pills let me forget
Putting my mind back, regret
You see it's always the depression, the chronic anxiety
I was born with a fuck up, an impurity
I know my place
But she's always close to me
It’s gona break in my heart
But not in two, instead in 10
Just to get away from you
You know what I'm suppose to do
Break out of this cage
And Into you



I’ve Gotta Bad Feeling - About it
I’ve Gotta Bad Feeling - About it
I’ve Gotta Bad Feeling - About it
I’ve Gotta Bad Feeling - About it




Yo
They say your rap is shit
Your flow is trash
And it's just gonna break me down just like that
No, instead you steal my rhymes
Try to get me back
Tear down my lyrics, like you’ve written all that
Oh no, haha
You're spending your time counting these dollar bills
Showing the kids that rhymes are all about the thrills
How about you open up, and show them what's real
Behind the curtain, how you actually feel
“I want women, I want hooks, and I want reels”
Make my trash rhymes, and auto tune my deals
I’m making the girls, making money, making hoes
Making the bills but not counting the flows
You think everyone else is below you
But you would fail on your own
So they come to me looking for some whoas
I’m not moving to a pretty boy singer
I have to be truthful, and keep myself single
Can’t let people get in the way of my life
Because i'll fuck them up, not feeling to right