[Tech N9ne] I didnt wanna f**ing do this song for real But I wouldn't be real if I didnt [Tech] I be sittin by myself and thinkin mamma what have I become All I wanted was a family but when I look I be the only one Losing everything but money everybody left and I don't even get to see my young Only happiness I get is in the studio and when I get to do another run On the road, doin shows, get the woes, when it slows gettin cold, getting old, but the flows, gettin sold I've been doin this a minute but I think I wanna end it cause I'm on a higher level when I go But the music I be doin it, be losin, make it really tough for me to grow All I wanted is a family portrait, see my babies on a ranch with horses But I was f**ing devil b**hes in corsets. I was livin really good then I torched it I'm sorry Miss Jackson, I'm speakin for real and I never meant to make your daughter cry But I guess I'm a failure with women I'm lost and I feel like I ought to die Feel like I'm rotting away, my life is just off in the grey How much does it cost I will pay, to lay, and be off in a coffin today I mean off in ashes, this life ain't after a cla**es, If I get blasted This is Suicide Letters all over again, I thought that I pa**ed it But I guess that I didn't, cause this one is written and there is no mending When I'm broke I'm a joke, when I croak I just hope I wont be descending But this ain't a joke, I want you to know that Tech ninna is never pretending Alone in my bed, a gun to my head, asking WHERE IS MY HAPPY ENDING? Ya [Chorus] [Krizz Kaliko] Tell me how it ends? (What about me?) Where is my happy ending? (What about me?) Is this a life worth living? (You know how it begins), but how does it end for me? (Will I ever win), or does He have it in for me? Will this pop before I stop breathing? Is their light in this dark I'm seein? [Tech] Yea, I put my life in this music, nina is inside out I set my heart out for people, they know what the inside bout Will they keep feelin ninna forever, this I doubt Can never cry for help so if you listenin this my SHOUT I'm searching for the pa**age way to happiness But i'm wordly So I have to lay in nastiness Yes, this is Strange year, worldwide fames near, but the games queer Sometime I feel like I'm Rudolph, the reindeer But instead of a red nose, I stay in my red clothes And the music they said blows, is on top and the cred grows Can you resurrect a mother f**er that feel like he pose as a dead soul Deteriorate to an inferior state almost equal to bread mold Now as my head goes, wish I could shed those Because all the time the ninna was shorted, what I bled froze So now that I'm cold blooded, and hella sick is what the med shows The tread slows, and don't even think you reviving a dead rose. Yea [Chorus] [Tech] I'm on the verge of insanity, but I'm competent I'm breakin so I pick this one to vent The reason I look away when you talk to me my brain is producin evilness I'm drownin in 151 and Rumplemintz. That's how I feel I sit in the mirror with this gun and practice how to k** But I know damn well that the people like me really wanna know how to chill This life is about a check, about a number about a bill Think about all the love I lost cause my quest is about a mill I feel like your stupid, don't talk to me I'm crackin up And I dont mean laughter I'm full of bitterness and its backing up And I live with angels, but lately demons been shackin up Tug of war with my spirit, you see the blood I'm hacking up? I love my kids and my fans inside I sob harder Cause you pay the price for my life and its right like Bob Barker And I wont pretend its ok I'm no facade starter So I guess my only happy ending is in a ma**age parlor Chea [Chorus]