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letra de feel so bad - wilcon

feel so bad lyrics
[intro]
yeah, aight, look
it’s how we do it, yuh

[verse 1]
first off
i would like to make clear
something new to you
when you open up my head
it could look like a zoo to you
superman on beats i took that sh-t
and then i flew to you
taking lessons from a jackass
i’m a moody dude
oh no
here we go again
gotta battle with the angels
and the demons in my head
why the f-ck they always fussin’
when i’m tryna go to bed?
i be writing tryna get off sh-t
but then i smoke instead

everything is out of order
like i’m ed, eddy, and edd
that sh-t do not make no sense
imma ball like nba
but i still swing it for the fences
feeling all up on her jeggings
teacher please give me a lesson
sucked my d-ck so f-ckin’ good
she took away all my depression
i done had since adolescence
but they never got the message
or the picture or the memo
thought this was the f-ckin’ end bro
smoke the plant, remove the stem, oh
only smoke the leafy sh-t, miss me with the pen bro
smoking on a stinky stench, yeah my sh-t is putrid
like that one kid after gym class, everybody knows the student
saving face, saving lives, saving money call me prudent
but i’m hot like a car when you forgot to fill the coolant

you’re sh-t isn’t scary, like i’m terry, like i’m rozier
open up the door, you see me, who goes here?
wilcon, yeah, you know i got the biggest nose here
and i’m smelling out some bullsh-t, where’s your girl you gotta go see her

okay man, gotta chill with that
life like a drink, overfilled at that
feel like derek jeter when i’m up at bat
imma hit it out the park and then there ain’t no looking back
sh-t is just simple as that
just busted a nut then i took a sip of jack, what
all i hear is facts, what
imma write to beats and write some more
like run it back, what
if you say i lose i’ll win again
i won it back, what
yeah!

[skit: allison pine]
there are so many other people in the world
that have it worse than you
so like, people
you’re living someone else’s dream life, you know?
so just remember that, and just
take that in
[verse 2]
yeah
eyes open
but i still can’t see where i’m going
stranded in the middle of the ocean
need some helping
someone save me so i can continue being selfish
live my life like i wish
i wish
i wish i learned how to play piano
i wish i sat down with my mom and watched sopranos
i wish i didn’t shoot those people down like rambo
i wish i spent every waking moment going ham, though

why do i not, do sh-t
why do i wish?
waiting on some lucky sh-t to happen
cause i’m irish?
look into my eyes
into my retina, and my iris
nineteen years of living, no coronavirus

i’ve always been told you gotta work to get to the top
but now it’s easier than ever to not
do work and the work i wanna do i’m too scared
to tell my parents what i really wanna do with my life
but whatever
avian misbehavior, i’m fly my way
it’s 420 at 3:14, ain’t talking pi day
moving funny like chris tucker, today is friday
acdc, h-ll’s just off the highway

i’m grateful for, all the opportunities i’ve had
so why the f-ck does my body f-cking feel so bad?
man i thought i was doing my sh-t right, no cap
imma stop talking bout myself, and write some more raps

- wilcon

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