CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Death knocking
'[intro]
* looks up in the sky and then looks down*
Why? what do you want from me?
No matter what i do life just keeps getting harder and harder
What do i gotta do? what do you want from me?
*looks back up at the sky and crys*
(yeah) i just picked up my phone and took a look at my views then at my rhyme book
But i can take a cue, so they get rid of me like pew pew pew
Its all just supply and demand. but its not on cause i'm off
I supply and you guys demand, so for all my fans i wrote this for you
So god forbid something where to happen to me you all would know more about me
Cause form the time i was little and brittle i was mixing it up like some skittles
Sitting in the middle playing you like a fiddle while i solve them riddles(riddles riddles)
Hour after hour in the studio making these rhymes
While i'm paying for more time to shine like r.l Stine
But in the end whats a star without any bars
So i be Working on it like i'm being graded but just to get old and faded
They say i'm outdated, but i'm much more than another day of the week
Can you hear it? I can hear death knocking at the door
Hid and seek i can hear death creeping in the dark
Off the deep end death you got me leaping
Sweeping up the rest to be the best
All these bullets in my chest cause my vest was fake
Give and take, make Shake and bake
I'm so messed up i can't even get dressed up
Can you hear it?, i can hear death knocking at the door
Now i'm hear sitting at the seven eleven, look up at the clock to see eleven eleven
The demons and angels are going at it like a fist fight
Man i can see the bright light, its so tight it feels right but its left not right,.
Dose it even matter cause the last time i checked i was next up to go
No glory, like Dorothy that's my life story
Add and subtract the numbers, it all comes up the same
So i'm counting down the seconds tell my tragic death
There's no more magic, so you can't save me if he gave me a due date
Just remember what i said, i'm not really gone tell my songs are
All these views come at a price when you roll the dice
So fall in line or fall behind young soldier
Drinking Folgers in the car, swimming in the river like some bolger's
But they call you spoiled no strike so you can take a hike
Coiled like a snake but they just fake so you give it a break
Cause in this game your the card holder, the worlds just getting colder
Can you hear it? I can hear death knocking at the door
Hid and seek i can hear death creeping in the dark
Off the deep end death you got me leaping
Sweeping up the rest to be the best
All these bullets in my chest cause my vest was fake
Give and take, make Shake and bake
I'm so messed up i can't even get dressed up
Can you hear it?, i can hear death knocking at the door
* looks up in the sky and then looks down*
Why? what do you want from me?
No matter what i do life just keeps getting harder and harder
What do i gotta do? what do you want from me?
*looks back up at the sky and crys*
(yeah) i just picked up my phone and took a look at my views then at my rhyme book
But i can take a cue, so they get rid of me like pew pew pew
Its all just supply and demand. but its not on cause i'm off
I supply and you guys demand, so for all my fans i wrote this for you
So god forbid something where to happen to me you all would know more about me
Cause form the time i was little and brittle i was mixing it up like some skittles
Sitting in the middle playing you like a fiddle while i solve them riddles(riddles riddles)
Hour after hour in the studio making these rhymes
While i'm paying for more time to shine like r.l Stine
But in the end whats a star without any bars
So i be Working on it like i'm being graded but just to get old and faded
They say i'm outdated, but i'm much more than another day of the week
Can you hear it? I can hear death knocking at the door
Hid and seek i can hear death creeping in the dark
Off the deep end death you got me leaping
Sweeping up the rest to be the best
All these bullets in my chest cause my vest was fake
Give and take, make Shake and bake
I'm so messed up i can't even get dressed up
Can you hear it?, i can hear death knocking at the door
Now i'm hear sitting at the seven eleven, look up at the clock to see eleven eleven
The demons and angels are going at it like a fist fight
Man i can see the bright light, its so tight it feels right but its left not right,.
Dose it even matter cause the last time i checked i was next up to go
No glory, like Dorothy that's my life story
Add and subtract the numbers, it all comes up the same
So i'm counting down the seconds tell my tragic death
There's no more magic, so you can't save me if he gave me a due date
Just remember what i said, i'm not really gone tell my songs are
All these views come at a price when you roll the dice
So fall in line or fall behind young soldier
Drinking Folgers in the car, swimming in the river like some bolger's
But they call you spoiled no strike so you can take a hike
Coiled like a snake but they just fake so you give it a break
Cause in this game your the card holder, the worlds just getting colder
Can you hear it? I can hear death knocking at the door
Hid and seek i can hear death creeping in the dark
Off the deep end death you got me leaping
Sweeping up the rest to be the best
All these bullets in my chest cause my vest was fake
Give and take, make Shake and bake
I'm so messed up i can't even get dressed up
Can you hear it?, i can hear death knocking at the door
