End of the Rope

Lyrics

[Intro] Have you ever in your life felt like you had so many problems overloading your brain that you knew you were finally at the end of the rope Ain't life a motherfucker I'm the bad guy? Yeah [Verse 1: Bukshot] Sitting in my room by my god damn lone Paranoid like a bitch as I pick up the phone Flat line, it's dead, I thought I sent the check No money in the bank, I'm about to catch wreck Cause the rent's past due I'm in a bad mood I'm hungry like a motherfucker but I got no food My mind's playing tricks, I'm hearing evil sounds I feel like Micha5l Douglas, my life is falling down This pipe, grab the [chip5?], suicide don't tempt me Tried to dump a slug up in my brain but it was empty Look up in the mirror, I'm on another level Every time I blink I see the motherfucking devil In my sleep, in my dreams, in my nightmares too I'm killing all my friends and feel d�j� vu What am I supposed to do? Tell me how to cope in this game called life at the end of the rope [Chorus: Bukshot] I'm at the end of my rope Life's fucked up and I can't cope Get me a pen, write my note Grab my shank and slice my throat I'm at the end of my rope Life goes on but I can't cope Fuck this world, I got no hope It ain't no joke at the end of the rope [Verse 2: Bukshot] Walking down my block trying to watch my back Looked at the street but the street was made of crack fiends on they knees trying to chip off a head Motherfuckers face down try to smoke the shit Praying out to God wishing that they dead The stars worship Hell as the moon turns red I see the sun crack and watch the sky rip Acid rains down and the whole world trips Cause the graveyards mourn and the dead escape They're sent on a journey to ransack and rape The neighborhood, even Mr. Rogers is going crazy Pregnant bitches scream "an abortion is for babies" I wanna jump head-first into a guillotine If I was rich I'd do a drive-by out a limousine Do it all I'm sick (sick) I'm running out of hope (hope) What the fuck can you do at the end of the rope? [Chorus: Bukshot] I'm at the end of my rope Life's fucked up and I can't cope Get me a pen, write my note Grab my shank and slice my throat I'm at the end of my rope Life goes on but I can't cope Fuck this world, I got no hope It ain't no joke at the end of the rope [Bridge] Ain't life a motherfucker I'm the bad guy? Yeah Ain't life a motherfucker I'm the bad guy? Yeah [Verse 3: Bukshot] Took a trip to the doctor, he didn't look concerned (fuck you) He said I'm at the stage of the point of no return Diagnosed a madman prone to creep on any motherfucker to put they ass to sleep I'm going nuts (why Buk?) This doctor's trying to short me Time to fuck around and do an E-40 Cause I feel like chopping this motherfucker up in shreds with a razor sharp guillotine I'd go to Hell and play with the Devil, before I leave I think I'll take his life with a shiny pinta My chamber, this is my domain where I snort pounds of pure uncut cocaine Now watch the venom flow through my vein as I strain cause the poison went straight to my brain making me insane I'm finna grab a Gat, load the clip, pull the trigger to make it rat-a-tat-tat up in my skull Cause life ain't no motherfucking joke I guess that's how it ends at the end of the rope [Chorus: Bukshot] I'm at the end of my rope Life's fucked up and I can't cope Get me a pen, write my note Grab my shank and slice my throat I'm at the end of my rope Life goes on but I can't cope Fuck this world, I got no hope It ain't no joke at the end of the rope I'm at the end of my rope Life's fucked up and I can't cope Get me a pen, write my note Grab my shank and slice my throat I'm at the end of my rope Life goes on but I can't cope Fuck this world, I got no hope It ain't no joke at the end of the rope I'm at the end of my rope Life's fucked up and I can't cope Get me a pen