Scarsdale Productions - Don't Make Me lyrics

[Verse 1] You don't know depression, you don't know stress O.C.D. with cleanin', but my life's a f**in' mess You don't know the meanin' of gettin' sh** off your chest I'll just finish this line, and you can skip all the rest Cuz you're listenin' close But you're the furtherest from heearing me Misjudging my character and misinterpret me lyrically How can you see me, if you don't look ? Stop tryin' to read me, I'm a closed book You say you're not afraid but You don't know sh** like you used to know Now this fame has got you hooked Yeah But even to a thug, the most addictive drug is love Cuz nobody give's i, so when you do get a hug, you start likin' it You've been ignored for so long Now it's like my life has a meanin' This is why I always love my girls way too much Get way too close, end up breakin' us up ! Same with my boys, and all who the closest I'm beginning to think I'm just good in small doses [Chorus] I ain't a thug, I don't carry a nine But what you know about your dad gettin' buried at 9 ? Who's more dangerous ? A gangster who ain't scared to be kind Or a depressed white boy who doesn't care if he dies ? [Verse 2] Here's the deal, I'm keppin' it real You're keppin' it fake, lyin' sayin' you you got a deal These are my dreams, I'm tryin' to get past Half these wack rappers just tryin' to get a** Really ? What kind of girl you gonna attract If she like's you cuz you rap, or, we can look back Actually, for once, let's not do that Let's not be Eminem and let's not relapse Let's just relax, yeah, till he discovers me I'll probably be firstin line buyin' Recovery 'Cause really deep down I'm a big f**in' nerd Poppin' perks, playin' Call of Duty f** what you heard ! Sick of actin', certain way tryin' to adapt to environments, being forced on me cuz I rap I ain't a thug but I ain't no f**in' b**h ! You're now the only ones allowed to get this ! Pull out your gun, I'll show you my slit wrists And say ''f**in' shoot me, don't miss !" [Chorus] I ain't a thug, I don't carry a nine But what you know about your dad gettin' buried at 9 ? Who's more dangerous ? A gangster who ain't scared to be kind Or a depressed white boy who doesn't care if he dies ?