Angel In My Life - Joe Budden
Let's look behind the Swarovski crystals
Behind the 50 calibers and the pistols
Misused pardoned self got to excuse my issues
For me to have you a ritual
But I ain't as crazy as I seem to be
It's just that nothin' is the way that is seem's to me
Im feelin' less then druggin' him up with anti-depressents
In essence im threatenin my character asessment
Truth told I figure a few hoe's
Mixed with some new clothes should cover my loop holes
If I'm misundersttod or mis-guided
Started when they passed the L' said 'just try it'
When I don't wanna get out of bed I just fight it
Sometimes I don't eat for days I just diet
Only live once so if I just like it
I aint even checkin' the price I just buy sh*t
I'm thinkin that will just hide it
But all it takes is life to ignite sh*t
I'm thinkin' bout death wonderin' how I'm gonna go
I can't be insane for just wantin' to know
In my head I die often I used to think of suicide often
Good suit on and a nice coffin
But that ain't somethin' I would try myself
Still they lock me in this room all by myself
I need a think I need a
They say my symptoms are aggressive
They titled me a compulsive obsessive slash manic depressive
They trying to tell I'm a con and I game niggas
That's one reason I dont even entertain niggas
Not important who they are I won't name niggas
They like to say I got a tendency to blame niggas
I keep f**kin' sh*t up but keep tryin'
If ya'll would just trust me I wouldn't just keep lyin'
If I had bread I wouldn't be in debt
Let me clarify get in Def
I feel like every time I been less
When ever I invest whenever I inset I feel I'm innept
I try to make them understand but they just won't incept
I tell them four million others I am the templed
There ain't no book that tells a story there ain't no index
We got some different type of cuts and no they ain't princess
All this indigest seemingly in less
How I take in stress when I always went best
Aching in my chest and yet it still won't break me
They say the room is padded for my own safety
But the cushion don't soften sh*t
They locked the door but still they let my thoughts in it
And no one can tell me why I'm here
I can't even see the sky from here
I guess my time is near
