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letra de but emotionally...it's there - mic-on-mic

aye uh, yuh aye
look

{verse}
and i ain’t gonna lie
if men had periods i would sure be on mine
cause i tend to bleed in my room
i know y’all quick to assume
that a guy shouldn’t show emotions
but i’m really one to boast it
on these pills i’m overdosing
just to lose a sense of nerve
and now i just don’t feel the hurt
but emotionally…it’s there
kind of losing sense of care
i guess that’s really living dangerous
in my mirror a stranger is
threatening and rattling
submit cause you can’t handle me
to real like grey’s anatomy
just grasping what is happening
take it day by day or maybe take it day by picture
and then life will hit ya
with such sweet nostalgia
a bitter pain for all of y’all
got me reminiscing
and missing, just trying to fix it
adulting with such a mission
i’m hoping that i don’t miss it
breaking numbers from my district
keep me thinking
optimistic, ballistic, characteristic
when i’m all by myself
too dangerous to be alone
that’s why i’d much rather be stoned
or drunk high off my music
this my drug and i abuse it
when i fuse it
then i lose it
you accuse it
cause i choose it
but it’s better beneficial
cause it keeps me from a pistol
and a couple of slugs
to make a couple of bucks
to make a couple of thugs
because we didn’t get hugs
growing up, we only buck
cause we’re taught to be so tough
but man your life can be so tough
temporarily unstable
go ahead and slap a label
saying that men are still faithful
but a man can be so tested
that he stressing
for an antidepressant
because the present
isn’t pleasant
but you know he never saids it
instead he keeps it to himself
even when his life is h-ll
he finds a way to prevail
this ain’t a diss to the female
but a perspective from the male
who’s not ashamed to be themselves
and i ain’t perfect but what else can i say
this my poem, this my sonnet
this the voice of somebody who deep down just really want’s it
and i guess that be my weakness
but my thesis, when i speak this
is like telekinesis
power coming from my head
sometimes i worry i’ll be dead
before i bring my thoughts to life
that’s why i stay up every night
trying to make the best of best
depressed but yet blessed
young mic will not rest
huh i won’t rest yuh…i won’t rest…

[outro]
i’m not alone, too known to be in my zone gonna catch you singing my poem, singing my poem
i’m not alone, too known to be in my zone gonna catch you singing my poem, singing my poem
i’m not alone, i’m not alone
singing my poem, singing my poem

- mic on mic

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