Armand Hammer - Willie Bosket lyrics

(Elucid) Sometime i feel like im somebody else Emotions running having conversations with myself They say he present but nobody's home Look at this lil muthaf**a acting like he grown Shackled to a future via padded room Me and my attitude Me and my attitude Underpriveleged overmedicated Short attention court decisions left em vegetative (Look how they do me) In case i might not make it These feelings Complicated Actions without explanation Why they build me up to break me down Really I just wanna make my family proud What i gotta do to make em understand I need ur prayers but maybe i should give this shrink a chance Transferred outta school new alternatives Teacher scared to d**h Nobody learning sh** What security? Still sneaking blades and burners in Disturbed but we just need a proper turn to vent What i do to deserve this type of hurt im in Point the gun at myself I bet they hear me then No not again promise me youll make it right Where i done been you check ya soul to Pay the price Chorus: Sometime i feel like im somebody else Emotions running having conversations with myself They say he present but nobody's home Look at this lil muthaf**a acting like he grown Shackled to a future via padded room Me and my attitude Me and my attitude (Woods) Early Crack of dawn 730 Dirty Crack stem palmed Herky-jerky If it's the bomb? Feets is working Jitterbug, Lindy Hop The Roger Rabbit Cut a rug/the room is padded Mumble to hisself can't tell him nothing And the sh** he say? You hope he bluffing Seen him round the way/n***as you never seen before Oh word? Seen him smoking/what it is you ain't sure Oh word? Ashamed to say it but every night you lock your door Witching Hour/Son appears just like a ghost You call the cops, they come in pulling f**ing toast Take him to the hospital, docs just let him go Going gone off that water, water, we call it boat Still going strong off some wet he smoked a week ago Every day is fourth-and-long What a n**y Know? Every day is drama, mr. zone 6 Credit the embalmer, zone blitz Got him zoned out on the couch You're living in a crypt Chorus: Sometime i feel like im somebody else Emotions running having conversations with myself They say he present but nobody's home Look at this lil muthaf**a acting like he grown Shackled to a future via padded room Me and my attitude Me and my attitude