[Verse]
Look, all this shit better pay off in the end
I ain't staying up til 3AM everyday with a pen
Just to wake back up at 7 with my head aching again
And have to get ready for work and then begin faking a grin, nah
I’m working harder than anybody I know
And I don't mean no disrespect but it's getting harder
To show the happiness I displayed like everyday back before
Cause I can hide it pretty good, I always keep it on the low
But I feel I’m gonna bust outta the seams
I feel like nothing's happening and it's crushing all my dreams
I always dream of waking up in a crib with white curtains
Opening to a view of the city and I got no problems even
If I be thinking still, I got a few dollars
Maybe like even 50 mill, my family healthy, whip clean
Woman bad, got a Grammy shelf with 16 other plaques
Then I awaken and still ain't nothing changes
I'm in hell, that's way far from the City of Angels
I go to turn on a song to make me feel a little safer
But I keep hearing this same evil song on all of the stations
I try to switch it but the force keeps taunting me
I turn it off but that voice still haunting me
I don't know what's going on but it’s possessing my soul
Man, this is how that little song goes

[Verse]
You ain’t ever gonna get what you want in this life
You're just gonna die a lonely young man
And even if you got what you want
I’ma make sure that you lose it, I'm your only one friend
You can't get rid of me
You have to do what I say, if you get this life
You're gonna lose either way, so it’s best you don't
I suggest you don't try, cause if you do
I'm just gonna eat you from the inside
[Excerpt from Stranger in Moscow by Michael Jackson]
Lord have mercy, lord have mercy

Never gonna get what you want in this life
You're just gonna die a lonely young man
And even if you got what you want
I'ma make sure that you lose it, I'm your only one friend
You can't get rid of me
You have to do what I say, if you get this life
You're gonna lose either way, so it's best you don't
I suggest you don't try, cause if you do
I'm just gonna eat you from the inside

[Outro: Excerpt from Stranger in Moscow by Michael Jackson]
We're talking danger