Owen Hart

Lyrics

[Chorus] I was in New York I don't hang with dorks Stay sharp like a sword Two fingers on the trigger You are not my nigga Looking in her eyes They're blue as the sea When I talk to her, I see a little bit of me I was in New York I don't hang with dorks Stay sharp like a sword Two fingers on the trigger You are not my nigga Looking in her eyes They're blue as the sea When I talk to her, I see a little bit of me [Verse 1] They say I was a good kid before I was corrupted They don't teach you shit in school Thеy didn't teach me about this I only know how to solve problеms with my fists Fuck academics, fuck DJ Akademiks Syrup hops in my cup, Wokhardt so athletic This is not for aesthetics, bitch you are pathetic I don't think you get it I don't think you get it Five songs in one day I'm at home plate Controller in my hands I don't wanna play I don't wanna stay Staying this way This home will be my grave Something's gotta change Things don't change with age I'm still stuck in this cage Smile on the outside They think that I'm fine They don't know that I'm lying Feel turmoil in my heart I don't know where to start Gonna die like Owen Hart Let me fall to the ground When I hit the floor You won't even hear a sound [Verse 2] Choke me in the cradle Kill me like I'm Abel I am not able to stay fucking stable I'm so unstable Throw me through a table Syrup without the maple I don't want a label I'm so fucking tired, I'ma pass out in Staples Someone cut the cables, I can't take it anymore When I take my jump, you won't even hear me hit the floor