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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Cryptic Wisdom
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
David A Gonzalez
Composer
David Gonzalez, Jr.
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
David Gonzalez, Jr.
Producer
Life and Death Productions
Producer
Lyrics
They say, "never ever gonna 'mount to anything in this life"
But I've got some pride I'm not swallowing, call on it tonight
And they may be right, dropped right outta my high school
Got a gun to my head every night
Real talk, with a trigger that I might pull
Nobody knows it, it's over for me
I'm over the edge, an I'm blowing up inside
Cause I'm not who I'm supposed to be
Nobody's chosen me
Too sick for the heavens and yet
I've neglected the demons in my head, I'm directed like I'm
Never gonna get another chance at joy with somebody else
'Cause I'm too vindictive, addicted to pain
And yo, it might've helped
If I hadn't read into this so stupidly
It could be you and me in the future, fucking in love, and mutually
But it's never gonna be that way, life is looking down now
Gotta get my fam outta debt, Get my hands on a check
With a mic, I'm looking right out at the crowd
In my dreams, if you really wanna know what I mean
That's too bad, 'cause I just don't trust
Anyone anymore, you're an enemy scene
This is my last stand, tell me what you really mean
'Cause after this record I'm headed for the guillotine
I can't take it
I've made myself to be someone that I'm not and it's crazy
So save all your goodbyes
I'm gonna give it to you one last time
So if you hear me
Just throw your fists up
You're gonna miss me
When I'm gone and I give up
Day one I'ma take it slow
Happiness, I can't make it show
'Cause I've been forgotten, there's no fixing a forsaken home
And the bread, I'ma make my dough
Whatever means, I don't hustle crack
But whatever it takes, I'ma make my cake, and I might just bust a rap
For the green, I see no point
To be doing it free, my joints
Are the hottest products up on the market, rocking, bringin' noise
But I can't do that, cause I do rap for the fans when I need to vent
And you'd better believe me
This ain't easy
I cannot breathe and bet
That if I collect a check, for the words in my notepad
I'm giving it all away to my family, and it's so sad
That it really had to come to this but I'm a fuck up, and you love it so
And the pain that I gain from the life
That I'm living isn't gonna get covered, no
I just can't keep up with my music life or my challenges
Between being me and pleasing you, I can't balance it
An' this may be the last album if you don't stop sleeping and playing me
'Cause you are never gonna hear another
Motherfucker drop this shit like David G
This is my last stand, tell me what you really mean
'Cause after this record I'm headed for the guillotine
I can't take it
I've made myself to be someone that I'm not and it's crazy
So save all your goodbyes
I'm gonna give it to you one last time
So if you hear me
Just throw your fists up
You're gonna miss me
When I'm gone and I give up
You're gonna miss me
You're gonna miss me when I'm gone (gone, gone, gone, gone)
You're gonna miss me
You're gonna miss me when I'm gone (gone, gone, gone, gone)
You're gonna miss me (miss me, miss me, miss me)
This is my last stand, tell me what you really mean
'Cause after this record I'm headed for the guillotine
I can't take it
I've made myself to be someone that I'm not and it's crazy
So save all your goodbyes
I'm gonna give it to you one last time
So if you hear me
Just throw your fists up
You're gonna miss me
When I'm gone and I give up
Writer(s): David Gonzalez
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