I Give Up

[Intro] I Give up 5x [Hook: Brotha Lynch Hung] I give up 5x I give up 5x [Verse 1:Brotha Lynch Hung] Yeah a Fuck rap!!! Til I own my own shit I rather hide in ya closet An think about ya kids while they sleepin' the crib Just to make ya mad I been bad I'ont know what fuck I been thinkin in my head (damn) It's like i never stay sober i just drown in it My nigga i gotta just off i just pound in it pound in it I really feel like I'm doin this shit for nothin Make a album in three weeks and it'll a be tight if ya lucky And I do it fo the fans cause they love strange music And its really gettin close before I'm throwin up the deuces I just did a three album trilogy, George lucas An i only got a lil bit left to pour into it And then the gas tank is empty wit no station An I know a full a hand of emcees that won't say it Money is the root of all evil ya'll keep tryin Got you lyin to ya self When ya'll keep lyin [Hook] Refrain 3x [Verse 2: COS] I give it up on it all together I show'em my love they think its tougha than leatha I show'em my struggle I just show'em my hand Shits like a puzzle i dont fit in no plans No I ain't fit no muslim I try to stick what I can They threw a nigga overboard This how i swam Cause this who i am A high school dropout, convicted felon You ever saw ya mom walked out and just keep bailin In the mean time they sellin me dreams I put my heart on the line I rip it right out my sleeves Before the heart overwind, just the feelin between Cause when I'm slope, it don't bother me I outta be screamin' how theses nightmares come when I'm dreamin' You think I live on em street the way they got me wakin up bleedin' And these voices yellin' at me tellin I need to feed'em When they fuckin me so raw, i should be drownin and semen [Hook] Refrain 3x [Verse 3: Brotha Lynch Hung] See, supeshes in the house but ya'll don't know about that (shit) You the reason why we go on the road an get so much dap We the reason the fans understand about our life See they go though the same ass shit!! they just like us Damn we gettin love in the game thanks to strange (oh wee) we like drew brees niggas saints in the game But I don't get no losses ain't o and 3 I eat my meat real fresh it ain't molded meat I know the season just started, but I'mma bring the heat And if this is my last album I won't be surprised But if i do a couple more an i don't get the prize I'll never be the motherfucka that'll sing defeat I GIVE UP!!! I'm sick of this, burning me like a syphilis I'm about to disappear niggas call me menso fliks A Rob Rebecc I'm done take that to the hood [Hook] Refrain 3x