Kerser - Mad world lyrics

[Chorus] [verse 1] Bunch of robots in a race they dont know where they going tho Doing what they told, brain washed like they knowing so Thats why im f**ed up living how my mates live I hope that 9 to 5 make you feel like you made it Then coppers do and the government can die slow Hi no im happy sitting back watching time go Its what it is and what it is i can see through What you do cause what you do is what we do Not today man im feeling the stress As i try block it out and not deal with the mess You ever popped this pop that, dropped this what lad Open up my eyes and realize ive been shot back People think i make this up and i dont do sh** Look into these eyes and tell me i ain't being true b**h From the heart from the dome im just being real Ripped apart bone to bone i can barely feel [Chorus] [verse 2] I'm not like the majority i'm kinda way different Starting with the fact that im kinda way gifted I reckon you back stab, these memories flash back The end of the track smash, defending the lads that Ain't got a dollar or a cent to get a feed or the kids who ain't got sh** and sneak and sleep under sea saws Keep your head up brother kersers here and understands I understand if theres never been another plan f** the robots why you caring what they thinking bro Why you even stop to pay attention to a freaking clone Plan to escape i got my hand in the gate Pick the padlock, pop now the mans on his way I can't handle it wait, why you gotta go for? The old man who see me now he probably go to war This ain't right i take flight with a pipe without a sedative I guarantee that its a late night [Chorus] [verse 3] Everywhere i go its always kerser what the up bro People ask me this but i dont think they give a f** tho Tablet with a lift so the codeine's the gift I pop sh** like this and it ain't cause im sick, nah Its to get so high that i can't spit a word out Pop one through the chorus i will hope i get the third out Brain gone, eyes straining to move I hade a plan now i lost what im aiming to do I stay making the move i could break you in two Dont be hatin' its true, its what greatness would do I bought a mix quick/[?] with the sh** that i spit Along with what im on and im addicted to this Now resistant and sh** thats got my wrist in the hand cuffs Paddy wagon swerving i ain't trying to stand, uh Living life by the rodes on my note pad You know its f**ing real if kers the man that just wrote that [Chorus]