Don't Close Your Eyes (Ashamed)

[Produced by: Jonathan Hay] [Hook: Morgan McRae & Keith Whitley] Don't close your eyes, let it be me Don't pretend it's him, in some fantasy Darling just once let yesterday go And You'll find more love than you've ever known Just hold me tight, when you love me tonight And don't close your eyes [Verse 1: Kxng Crooked] God, I told myself these are the words I'd never say I'm my own worst' opponent, and it hurts in every way You ever thought about smashing the mirrors in your house So you don't have to see the same person that hurts you every day? I have... I'm shattered, can I pick up the pieces before I pick up a piece And squeeze, and give up on breathing, go live up with Jesus Give up, I'm leaving, sick of the freezing rain Switch up the season, the reason, because I need some sunshine This umbrella I'm under, while it's raining alcohol See we're abusing each other I'm just trying to drown my problems in a bottle of Jack Daniels Let me talk to y'all about a couple of problems I can't handle See my whole family's starving', I need dollars to feed 'em A dropout, nobody college degreed him I went the block route, where cops play God with your freedom What's the odds? I'm going to beat them All of my friends, man they're gone when I need 'em The same song plays over and over My life's bullshit, it's getting older and older I pour more Jack over the soda, told y'all I hate being sober Probably need to meditate with Deepak Chopra and Oprah I hope for hope, some meaning for tomorrow And I wish I didn't drink, but ain't no Geenie in this bottle I know, I gotta change and realize I'm highly worth it But until then, my favorite excuse is "nobody's perfect" [Hook: Morgan McRae & Keith Whitley] Don't close your eyes, let it be me Don't pretend it's him, in some fantasy Darling just once let yesterday go And You'll find more love than you've ever known Just hold me tight, when you love me tonight And don't close your eyes [Verse 2: Truth Ali] Remember when I was a jewel in the lotus flower Swimming around my mother tube on the road to power Fast forward to the current mass horror At birth I'm hearing the dirt, hit my coffin call the task force Cause I'm empty as this of the bottle of these Percocets I swallowed them to circumvent my problems because I'm purposeless With my pistol in my hand perspiring Swear I'm like the Michelin man I'm so tired if... If's a 5th then she's a couple pints of gin You see the struggle fight within for me begin at 5 or 6 I was touched in some ways that no kid should have to talk about My counselor the reaper seeing if he could bring the chalk around I can't lie, shit I plotted suicide, every-time I tried I hear my momma cry, in my one room apartment with an eviction notice Lonely as a runaway among the junkies pimps and homeless I grip the trigger and the blammer went click And then I ran into kitchen vomit bread into the dishes An Evangelist is pictured on my Samsung so I listen As he preaches about Delilah Robbin Samson of strength I guess that I am him, she more or less is my addiction Coalescing with a rhythm like she dancing with the wicked With the devil two stepping in them tight blue dresses ... in the form of blue pills til death do us [Hook: Morgan McRae & Keith Whitley] Don't close your eyes, let it be me Don't pretend it's him, in some fantasy Darling just once let yesterday go And You'll find more love than you've ever known Just hold me tight, when you love me tonight And don't close your eyes