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letra de my history (bonus rough track) - underground unleashed

[intro: trial]
trial (trial, trial, trial)
underground unleashed (underground unleashed, underground unleashed, underground unleashed)
what up sleep (what up sleep, what up sleep)
yeah (yeah, yeah)
you know life has (you know life has) ups and downs (ups and downs)
it’s like a rollercoaster (rollercoaster), you get knocked down (you get knocked down)
but the question is (but the question is), are you gon’ get back up (get back up) after they knock you down? (after they knock you down, after they knock you down)

[verse 1: trial]
maybe i’m tripping of late, but in this heart of mine (heart of mine)
i can’t help but to feel unbind in hardened times
like every ambition that i had just start to die
it doesn’t take a martyred mind to know that i was far from fine (far from fine)
’cause i’m a mess, i’m a lowlife and i’m a screw-up
i’m turning on everybody that loved me that i knew of
i’m fighting with my lady, instead of talking, i blew up
it’s gotten so bad that i dropped the pen and picked the booze up
got bud light lime and some hennessy here to console me
i feel like “f-ck the world” because the world left me so lonely
instead of letting me be, that greed is to control me
on everything i see, heaven and fire pits below me
it never used to be this bad, on average i’m a nice guy
this misdemeanor vibe is me shying, telling a white lie
because i would much rather stick a knife inside of your right eye
but that’s foolish and it’s proof that i’m tripping, not in my right mind (right mind)
[chorus: masetti]
ooh, i can tell there’s something wrong, everybody’s sleeping on my songs
what do i gotta do to show you that there’s more to me?
’cause the world is sure to see that
i can paint my pain with the blood i’ve drained and get to sorta leave
but before i leave i’m laying down the foundation
destroy the box that i’m placed in
unleash the underground nation
and retreat the radio stations
evolve, no stop, but you left me
unlock the door before i break in
my time is on and it’s right now
it’s history in the making, oh

[verse 2: trial]
i know you smile at life, but i’d rather mean mug
my head is getting strenuous and harder here to keep up
it’s like i’m a punching bag for this world, for them to beat up
my heart is getting colder and eventually will freeze up
which causes me to hate you even more in h-ll, myself too
i’m reminiscing on every friendship that ever fell through
i’m staring at my brothers grave, i’m mumbling but yell too
yes, i’m still alive but brother i feel like i’ve failed you
i’m lost and now i’m p-ssed because i feel like i’m a deadweight
i question why you died, this little voice i heard, his head faint
on top of that, the promises they swore by, instead break
trust is like a foundation on asbestos and lead paint
but i was taught to see the good side in neglect too
they said that i should forgive you for myself and respect you
and even though you’re repeatedly lying i would catch you
so if it makes me a stronger person i guess i’ll let you (i guess i’ll let you)
[chorus: masetti]
ooh, i can tell there’s something wrong, everybody’s sleeping on my songs
what do i gotta do to show you that there’s more to me?
’cause the world is sure to see that
i can paint my pain with the blood i’ve drained and get to sorta leave
but before i leave i’m laying down the foundation
destroy the box that i’m placed in
unleash the underground nation
and retreat the radio stations
evolve, no stop, but you left me
unlock the door before i break in
my time is on and it’s right now
it’s history in the making, oh

[verse 3: trial]
i’ve been in this hole for too long, being stepped on
and i’m curious the reason, my music is being slept on
i’m coming up outta the dirt, your true people continually doing me left on the reminder of what you were doing
i’m turning my back and continue to press on
i’m knowing i’m better than this for you people that hate me, and evil you kept on
i’m turning the role and now you can be playing the victim and eat with the stressed arm
i’m to the point where second guessing is a violation
i got syringes and the venom in the vials waiting
what was i thinking, sitting in this d-mn box debating
whether to quit or me submit to these complications
i’m jack johnson, lyrically ready for confrontation
the headless horseman to this village sent to condemnation
i’m back dammit, i can show you what resilience is
the definition and example of what brilliance is
and i can’t stress enough, i’m telling you how real this is
and i was down but now my head is where the ceiling is (ceiling is)
[chorus: masetti]
ooh, i can tell there’s something wrong, everybody’s sleeping on my songs
what do i gotta do to show you that there’s more to me?
’cause the world is sure to see that
i can paint my pain with the blood i’ve drained and get to sorta leave
but before i leave i’m laying down the foundation
destroy the box that i’m placed in
unleash the underground nation
and retreat the radio stations
evolve, no stop, but you left me
unlock the door before i break in
my time is on and it’s right now
it’s history in the making, oh

- underground unleashed

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