Medicated - Wayne Will

Dirty golds up in my mouth, but they don't fit my teeth no more Nose ring up in my snout, guess I ain't to street no more All you rap about is death Everything is so depressed How you going to get some press? How you going to come up next? But, I could give a fuck about a check I rather go and cut my neck Put a bullet up in my vest Put a knife up in my chest And do some drugs, let people gossip Under my tongue, yea, that's suboxone Oxycontin, bitch I'm toxic Dirty cracker, bitch I'm rotten Top to bottom, $uicide G to da 5 to da 9 Yung Chri$t, $lick $loth Rising out that slime, killers with minds Lo-fi Columbine Kill them all with time Kill them all with time... Too fire to hit the blunt Might pack it up and head out the front Sayonara sucka This ain't a gun to my head, it's a brain hugger Paiting the ceiling with little pieces Killing myself, I don't really need a reason Death is the reason that I'm breathing Yeah, I'm beating my heart but my heart doesn't stop beating Guess I'm the dead mother fucker Call me James Spleen, I'm that dead mother fucker Dead pimp pimping dead ass hoes Tangled clothes Rotten ass bodies at my show Close the door and throw me in the hole Here come the crows Overdose on overly overcast skies This is my goodbye side Suicide riding with the tubes tied You might think I'm shy but I just really don't want to fucking meet you

I've been her before Backwards, medicated I've thrown my shape around On an Iceberg, isolated Carried on like it constant the crows in my back I am a flight of the wings of the crumbling crow But now it's time for you to know Given that I might get it wrong I won't see past the mask Given that I might get it wrong I won't see past the mask Carried on like it constant the crows in my back I am a flight of the wings of the crumbling crow But now it's time for you to know But now it's time for you to know

I know what you've been going through babe I know that you've been wishing you were dead Just hang around a couple years babe I promise everything is in your head I'm a medicated brain child And I'm praying for my own reform But until I get my head screwed I'll keep on swallowing this thunderstorm I don't try to believe it anymore Take my medication out the drawer You tried to tell them you were hurting You tried to tell them that you might not last But words are cheap it seems and I know You can't just put a brain into a cast I know what you've been going through babe I know that you've been wishing you were dead Just hang around a couple years babe I promise everything is in your head I don't try to believe it anymore Take my medication out the drawer