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letra de 4real! (worth it) - mb hollow

is it my fault there gone

yeah

lost a lot of people that i promised to keep close
reminiscing on those, that i left in the deep smoke
watching the blood of my evil, starting to bleed through
it’s about time, till i’m lost in that deep wound
lost in the deep cuts
lost in the blood drops
lost in my own rut
lost in my own home
lost in my own love
thought i knew what that word meant
until i realized i don’t
until i realized i’m broke
trying to stop my mistakes now
so i don’t have to deal with this when i’m grown
but all that pressure that grows
keeps on weighting a tole
that i don’t know weather i can fully compose
cut it all to the throat
cut it all to the bone
cut em off, until i’m lost
insidе my ego
i don’t really care about thе way y’all talk about me, un
i’ve been on my own thing there’s nothing you can tell me ya
i’ve been on my own wave, i’m moving can’t repel me
i’ve been on and off and off and on
so don’t tell me that your ready un

i don’t, f-ck around, with a lots of clowns, that only see the quickest crowd
high up with the biggest crown
keep feeling pretty vicious now

keep feeling that way bout yourself
i’ll be feeling someway bout my health

i’ll be dealing with my own sh-t
and my f-cked up emotions
f-cked i f-cked up my own sh-t
now i look like the corporate
i try to help someone
and then i make it worse, sh-t
i don’t know if being me
is truly that all worth it
hate myself until it worsens
but f-ck that, it ain’t worth it

people always threw me to the curb
(it ain’t worth it)
all the b-tches who have dragged me through the dirt
(it ain’t worth it)
try to burry down my talent
i unearthed it, emerging
i’m tired of you f-ckers
that’s for certain
don’t tell me that i’m the same d-mn person
hoes playing with my heart, but none of them a surgeon
i know d-mn well, i ain’t even close to perfect
but don’t you try to mention me, if you ain’t seen my burdens
don’t you even mention me for real
begging for attention please for real
i’ve never been one for matching their appeal
i’ve always been me, and that’s me for real

don’t you even mention me for real
begging for attention please for real
i’ve never been one for matching their appeal
i’ve always been me, and that’s me for real

nah f-ck it we ain’t done yet
brought this all upon yourself
why you looking upset
mad that you ain’t up, yet
mad that can can’t contest
rapping till my lungs stressed
under pressure, compressed
making my way through the storm
i got a long road, can’t talk tho
cause it’s gonna be a lot more
once we’re done though
watching falling angels
derive me of my halo
if you can’t stand with gods
might as well be the devil
people always threw me to the curb
(it ain’t worth it)
all the b-tches who have dragged me through the dirt
(it ain’t worth it)
try to burry down my talent
i unearthed it, emerging
i’m tired of you f-ckers
that’s for certain

people always threw me to the curb
(it ain’t worth it)
all the b-tches who have dragged me through the dirt
(it ain’t worth it)
try to bury down my talent
i unearthed it, emerging
i’m tired of you f-ckers
that’s for certain

yeah
tired of you f-ckers that’s for certain
everything i do, makes me feel like a bad person
this energy i harness, i don’t want it
let the blood boil through my skin
until i’m gone and it’s
and it’s over
closure from the demons that are sleeping on my shoulder
closure from the loner who thought it was all over
without adjusting himself to change
adjusting to the feelings that have never gone away
adjusting to the life he lived before it sickened with decay
where maturing wasn’t something i had to do naturally
i was happy
back when all my issues weren’t stemming from growing
and i could stop worrying
and focus on the moment
now all the burdens that i carry
make it difficult to travel
down this road of rock and gravel
i’m fighting a losing battle
i’m lost
i’m lost

- mb hollow

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