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letra de need peace - feziboy

[hook]
i don’t get why they ever care
it sounds like they really need me
because they test me by every square
i’m found trying to simply be me
so i get up away from bed
i’m now trying to speak freely
but i guess i ate every pear
yeah, i’m loud while i really need peace!

[verse 1]
haters keep judging me, basically f-cking me -n-lly
something keeps taking me from places i wanna be
i’m a slave to recovery, now, ain’t that just lovely?
you’re nothing but copycats of, i guess, satan
but puppets like charlie mccarthy but with dozens of cousins
who pray to keep punching me; gotta label me ug-a-ly
i’m straight, but i’m g-y, and it’s puzzling
i fake it ’till i make, displaying the other me
you think you’re cool but think of this visual
literal litter literally isn’t more litter than your syllables
you spitting image of a spitting fool
that isn’t even spitting, y’all just sit and drool
and kids are thinking y’all are frickin’ miracles
look in the mirror, fool!
isn’t your gimmick just predictable?
you, idiots, are pitiful like kindergarten or middle school
with a little tug; a little pull, i could really just rip it all!

[verse 2]
is it pain i choose or is my brain a gibbet?
i display my tunes just like a paint exhibit
it’s as if paint likes to f-cking hate my pic it’s
a shame i lose to every game i’m winning
hold on, wait, this room’s thinning to eight by ten
pretend to aim high, shoot for this main prize then
i estimate eight of my crew seem to hate life when
they get to wait right in queues just to pay by rent!
it’s not a phase they choose and they ain’t violent
but they say tying nooses is the way i’ll get
my way right throught but while i’ve escaped the idea
let this chain ride loose before i break my neck!
my sane mind sink with the way i live
don’t you take my pen because it’s the way i express
where great minds get to write in faint lines and
from a to zed, write on papers like a test
i don’t get why they ever care
there’s no debate, i motivate a world to make
a whole new page of goals and change
i told you, mate, i’m going places
you seem to be beating me but no you ain’t, b-tch!
i’m so pain ’cause i’m working late
’till i broke my brain
in a load o’ ways, i’m growing way too many growing pains
you’re slow on stage, i’m mowing snakes
that slowly made their way to hate in total rage
i chose to stay
i’m going insane; i hope this daily pain can go away
‘suppose i’m okay and this flows an ace
i’m going at the pace that grows a base
of fans to build, easily
with the rapping sk!ll because speed is key
no, it ain’t!
no, it ain’t

[verse 3]
i’m sorry you won’t wanna follow me, bro
honestly, if you call me a joke
i’ll ignore in the hopes of boring you
dope is constantly drawing you back to itslef
it’s bad for your health
your bodily hormones keep ya falling for hoes
what is now the problem with walking out to join him
i mean, i’m sorry i’ll be gone with a pretty boyfriend in story dreams
you believe friends pretend; to deceive all honesty
you seem to guess that evil is what he means!
heh
but you’re in a coma while i’m morely awoken
i’ve gone through many scary times
terrified of walking october
and, yeah i’m sure it’s all over
except i don’t get to enjoy the sober
merry times ’cause, apparently, i’m very high
angrily, i stare at my brother with a broken pair of eyes
while he stares at mine, drawing me close
then he stops and just walks to the sofa
so, err, nevermind

- feziboy

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