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By Tanathan

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[Chorus]

I told 'em stop penetrating my feelings, cause ever since then I've been really messed up

I'm a crystal, no Karat, no VVS, sharing my inches of fame with the people I love

I've been through so much, I think that I have anesthesia, yeah, I'm talkin' 'bout David J. Nuzs

I do not cuss, but if I were to let out all of my anger it'd be too much for me

Who knew that I'd be working with an artist?

Who knew that every day I feel like garbage?

Who knew that good taste can make you flawless?

Who knew that feelings leave you as a carcus?

I feel like the best one day, the next I feel like committing suicide again

Or it's that I've been wasted, and just don't know how to make myself useful again


[Verse]

I'm The Rapper, but don't have the Chance in it

Super Heart's been racing like I'm Mack Sennett

I can't listen to hate, I'll stop chancing it

Blasting off like Big Nate, I be Brad Pittin'

Soon as they look at me they start hacking up

Laugh at me, call me dumb, and I back it up

As soon as I fall down they start catchin' up

They get more then they ask "You got class or what?"

I've been disciplined so hard I really don't know how to say "Shut Up"

In my dreams I see I'm famous, but in real life, it's Billy Crudup

Memories and misery, I go offline, yeah, I be UpUp-ing

How come every time I do something I always seem to f--- up?

I've been super fly for a long time, yeah, yeah

Led to your demise, you have no place to reside

I've been super fly for a long time, yeah, yeah

Led to your demise, you have no place to reside


[Chorus]

I told 'em stop penetrating my feelings, cause ever since then I've been really

Messed up

I'm a crystal, no Karat, no VVS, sharing my inches of fame with the people I love

I've been through so much, I think that I have anesthesia, yeah, I'm talkin' about David J. Nuzs

I do not cuss, but if I were to let out all of my anger it'd be too much for me

Who knew that I'd be working with an artist?

Who knew that every day I feel like garbage?

Who knew that good taste can make you flawless?

Who knew that feelings leave you as a carcus?

I feel like the best one day, the next I feel like committing suicide again

Or it's that I've been wasted, and just don't know how to make myself useful again