Bipolar
Donnie Darko
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[Verse 1: Donnie Darko]
Look
Yo
Pain is a part life
Shit change all the time
I'm a ghetto boy
Mah mind playing tricks
They hold a medal, boy
They got plenty clicks
Even schools ain't safe
I learn from Columbine
Looking in mirror
You see a whole different person
When you depressed, you stressed
And you're feeling worthless
Fuck everybody
You wanna be alone
You ain't gotta care
Drug keep you in a zone
You're got anxiety
And you're fighting yourself
That's the irony
Motherfuckers don't understand
When you dead broke
They say you still living
You wanna heaven on earth
It ain't a fucking plan
Every time you talk
It's like you wanna cry
And every gun you see
Just make you wanna die
No bitches, visits or phone calls
Just an inside pain
They don't know
Yooo
[Verse 2: Donnie Darko]
I've been through every fucking slum you can ever see
What's a point rapping about money
That ain't me
I'mma give that real shit
It's a part of me
I got a vision
Even a blind nigga see
I had a couple problems
Started hitting a bottle
I was smoking weed
Leaving life full of trouble
I was outta school
Feeling like a damn fool
Fuck a bitch
Give a dick was mah own model
Man, that streets cold
But mah heart colder
Even family member give you a cold shoulder
A bunch of bullshit
That's how a nigga feel
When i need escape
That's when i pop a pill
Bad thoughts in my head
Like I wanna kill
Cause bum niggas wanna beef
When i'm trynna chill
I'm kinda nerves for mah live
So i'm [?] still
And to the niggas who [?]
I ain't holy feel
[Verse 3: Donnie Darko]
When you look around the world
Is it disarray
Cuz when you feel
You start to [?]
You move a [?] day
I guess you real proud
All you ever talk about
It's how you smoke [?]
Nigga, please
A lot of people are dying
A lot of mothers are crying
We're all an older onion
I'm trynna educat
Stay cold, meditate
For the niggas in slums who can't elevate
I'm dedicated to music
[?]
I was born with that talent
How can i lose it?
I'm from a hood
No respect if you run your mouth
Lo Key you're getting money
You wanna brag about
I got a couple problems
But i never show them
I don't need a handout
So I never own them
It's a part of a game
You in your own lane
And fuck everybody
Cuz this is your pain
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