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letra de the middle class curse - the middle class vandal

[intro: the middle class vandal]
(and you will know my name is the lord)
the middle class vandal
yeah yeah
i’m comin’ at yuh
in 23
ayo check it

[verse 1: the middle class vandal]
all i used to listen to was horrorcore and gangsta rap
but i’ve learned a lot more from hip hop thanks to that
i got respect for the game
my set and my dame
i don’t think anyone will be forgettin’ my name
and so i guess you could say that i’m an urban myth or legend
still drink a fifth of bourbon cuz i’m burdened with depression
that’s what got me here in the first place
the past haunts the middle class vandal on my best and my worst days
through pain and misfortune
i becamе an extortionist
my biography is what my tale of caution is
i fold and i cave
i can’t control whеn i crave
so learn a lesson from me or make me roll in my grave
but, if i tell you “things’ll get better” there ain’t a doubt i’m bluffing
take the narrative “making somethin’ out of nothin’
i’ll never understand the process behind that alchemy
i’ll leave this world with nothin’ and throw myself off a balcony
0r maybe hang myself by the neck over the shower curtain
execute myself, electrocution by a power current
dehumanize and leave my own body brutalized
my entire life i could never not see through the lies
still two years that i was heart broke
my demise’ll be the punchline to a dark joke
i never thought that i’d be thinking that at sixteen
i realized it’s never too late to fix things
a problematic thug turned into a drug addict
then i kicked the habit and quit being dramatic
i put down the automatic, got a valid education
had infatuation with a graduation, that and reputation
so even if i don’t make it, i got a backup plan
i’ll sacrifice my own life just like it’s pakistan
and if i go back be ready to clog mags
for their intended purpose i’ll be rocking the dog tags
[interlude: biggie – suicidal thoughts]
i can’t believe suicide’s on my f-ckin’ mind
suicide suicide’s on my f-ckin’ mind
suicide suicide’s on my f-ckin’ mind
can’t believe suicide’s on my f-ckin’ mind

[verse 2: the middle class vandal]
i wanted this life just for the fortune and fame
a nice porsche and a dame
but now it’s scorchin’ in flames
because i’m tryna leave it, and put the past behind me
something i’m not, the middle class was tryna be
i still chill with my peeps in the street
but now without a gun, with music i just keep sendin’ heat
so i’mma stay legit cuz i’m fed up with the fast life
i’m real tired of thinking that the middle class trife
(my name is the lord)
i’ll start feelin’ like i’m thinkin’ clearer
until my mind tells me to k!ll the enemy that’s in the mirror
that ain’t a metaphor i’m being for real
but a deadly combination would be me and a pill
and so i’m never seeking help
i’d rather spend a week in h-ll
constantly dissociate my homie say that he can tell
permanently altered all my brain chemistry
tryna silence all the voices in my head sayin’ “let us free”
in psychological descent, hopin’ i grace
blackin’ out and wakin’ up cutting open my face
and yo i’m probly gonna die by the fate of my own hand
i don’t wanna see what life is like as a grown man
i get the feeling like it’s only up hill from here
life is thrillin’? i say that life is a thrill to fear
and fear is buildin’ up, i’m reachin’ my limit
so i’mma take the rest of my time preachin’ my gimmick
you live and you learn till you live long and prosper
thats a way of life i think everyone should foster
i should be a perfect example of what not to do
i’m blind to think i know what i’m doin’ cuz i ain’t got a clue
can’t stand this
feeling of losing my bandwidth
wanted to live a life i’d tell to my grandkids
but that ain’t how i’m goin’ out, let me say my last words
this a conclusion to the middle class curse

- the middle class vandal

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