Malcolm "Chop" Smalls - Wounded lyrics

[Verse 1] Took a dagger to the heart, cuts on the back Lost everything, I Got crushed by all of that The snakes done bit me, the wolves, finna get me And I spilled enough guts, to make a muhf**a sickly I suffer from this thing, where my hearts on my sleeve I can't even find peace, when I close my eyes to sleep I made a plan to murder karma, cause that b**h keeps hauntin me Built friendships that wouldn't last, i'm novice with the carpentry Got Splinters in palms, f** I work hard And I can't trust a broad, I'm way too scarred I can't be down to earth, my mind's in the stars Too scared to face reality and all the time I've lost In a house so lonely, I'm talkin to myself My pride the only thing, keepin me from getting help Became a nicotine fiend, just diminishing my health And it's getting to the point, that I'd do anything for wealth [Chorus] Don't let me be around, when everything falls When love turns to hate, pretend to miss calls When everything goes, don't go Do what youre supposed to do I need to clean these open wounds Take the pain away.. Do what youre supposed to do I need to clean these open wounds Take the pain away ay [Verse 2] My ex took apart of me, music taking all of me And f**ers think they're helping me, with they fake apologies Nowadays I'm breakin down, need triple A to follow me Or double A, probably, my battery is poverty I've been knocked down, counted out, sh** I'm so swole about it Young cat exposed to violence, hurt, so I wrote about it I been hit by warning shots, subliminals, don't know who poppin It's hard for me to open up, surgery is not an option Tear, wonder will I see bloodshed, on some dumbshyt Facin the pain, letting the blunt-hit Turn up on the music, let it be thumpin Now I got a gang of fans, you would thought i jumped in Must suffer from self infliction on how I made my mark Fishin for a deal made me play with sharks May need a transplant shyt, may have a change of heart Sufferer of Parkinsons, I'm sorry for my shaky start [Chorus] [Bridge] Take the Pain Away, Take the Pain Away, Take the Pain away [Verse 3] So much weight up on my shoulders, standing on my own two So damn starving, it makes stardom look like soul food I ain't too damn different, I'm goin through what most do I just send the message through airwave, if not im going postal So many damn tracks, I think that I'ma dope addict Double-crossed, like a vampire, there's no attacking I been hit hard by depression, now I'm slept on I'm ready for my shot... I Just put my f**in vest on [Chorus]