Fucked

Lyrics

[Intro] That's an offer to die if you ask me So, what if I'm fucked up in the brain I didn't ask to be this way, that's just how it is [Hook] I'm a little fucked up, that's the way they made me And that's why they hate me They can all just die if you ask me why That's how I'm feeling lately I don't need no reason to believe in anything I'm out my mind The paranoia voices telling me I'ma be alright [Verse 1: The R.O.C.] Yeah, I'm that ghost in the shell, I'm the ghost with the shell Stay shark I kill like Chappelle Maybe not I send them all back to hell, them cats suck energy repel Hit 'em with Patronus charms and veil My lockbox starts no patterns See, murderous demand in my inner beast fathoms But I keep chains on my matters Even though my brain paint splatters I'm screamin' dog just quit it Get that twenty five to L that bidness life time wait That fitness bang bang is the best scene, my reign will never see screens No blocker just blockades as a renegade through your whole team Yeah, I know I'm so low for life, no squad but a big knife Pistol low a lil' dough, all to lead a country on a long flight Brain works just a lil' different Body parts I grind 'em up, serial kill all you mudbloods Then walk through life with a nice cup of Ciroc so hope not You see me I offer sips But just know whats mixed up in my cup's a little fucked up shit, yo [Hook] I'm a little fucked up, that's the way they made me And that's why they hate me They can all just die if you ask me why That's how I'm feeling lately I don't need no reason to believe in anything I'm out my mind The paranoia voices telling me I'ma be alright [Verse 2: Boondox] Some might call me a monster 'cause my thoughts are nefarious This iniquitous sickness has got me livin' vicarious Through my lyrics like spirits all haunting me like insidious All my music is hideous to these typical idiots Who all sit on the sidelines and talk through the grapevines Continue to take time they constantly hate mine And wonder why my thinking ain't in line with the mainstream And wonder why my heathens always stay on the same team We all fucked up from conception to expiration We'll cancel your respiration without any hesitation Broken like the homes and bones from adolescence Stole from trasidone and eatin antidepressants I gotta confess it, I don't care if it's killing me Confusion and chaos because I love instability This is who I am with no apologies given And death can come and take me now if it don't like the way I'm livin' [Hook] I'm a little fucked up, that's the way they made me And that's why they hate me They can all just die if you ask me why That's how I'm feeling lately I don't need no reason to believe in anything I'm out my mind The paranoia voices telling me I'ma be alright [Verse 3: Mr. Grey] Yo, yo, I'm fucked up like the mile high club Like mama bear tearing you up when you fucking with a cub Like too much alcohol or overdosing on your favorite drug A lot not a little and I've finally had enough This rocky road can be rough, push me over the edge and get snuffed No remorse seeking destroy you fucking numbnuts Hell-bent the demon the devil sent I say kill 'em all Gorilla goon got no repent [Verse 4: ClockworC] Hatin' or lovin' it there's more to dialog on top of raw wylin flying wildin' Crashing smash my screws loose, then my voodoo fuck your mind Fuck your lies and vice grip my dreams, homie believe to bedeep bedeep That's all folks 'cause ganja left me, shit got messy I'm Joe Pesci They laughin' I'm blastin' a good fellow with passion The hood tellin' me mashin' but I'm mashing the gas It's a drop bomb my minds on I been firing shots It's that AK play bang bang, drink cyanide on the rocks Got me slurrin' this way in the campaign then But baby nothing gonna stop the clock, yeah [Hook] I'm a little fucked up, that's the way they made me And that's why they hate me They can all just die if you ask me why That's how I'm feeling lately I don't need no reason to believe in anything I'm out my mind The paranoia voices telling me I'ma be alright