Sweatshop (feat. Ne1)

I bust my ass like a sweatshop My brain feels like a headshot I’m brushed off like a have not But I keep going ‘cause I can’t stop My cerebellum pounding, skull vibrating Eyes feel like they’re melting Hands are shaking, heart is racing Ears are steaming, mouth is smoking I don’t think I can control this Say hello to my cell mate Chalked up to a bad day I supposed because you cough and sniffle You’re just a sicko Hey, hey I prefer a psycho But I know I don’t cut throats I write love notes The usual symptoms The delusion just kicked in The resolution is distance I’m tryna be infecting, earn the affection and respect That I deserve for all the therapy sessions Where’s the attention Now the room is empty The only elephant is your fiction how you fabricated Your story, has no witness, it was bad for business I’m the monster in your closet Sweating ‘cause I’m out of options I cannot sleep, I’m just staring at the clock So I take more than the doc allots me It’s probably not safe My ass was never at fault My back I where all the knives are So by default I take the blame off I’m tastin' salt The sweat means the flames on Uh, sweatshop, they run that shit to get guap Yeah, came from the bottom that’s bedrock Uh, in the sweatshop, we hungry gettin’ fed squat Get the supervisor in a mother fuckin’ Head lock, let’s talk Said I’m gettin’ ready for the meds doc Just sedative and I’ll be better in a sec. Watch Gimme some ketamine I said The methamphetamine in bed That’s a recipe for death I’m fucking special in the head But I wasn’t meant to be depressed I’m fucking pissed F*ck the government and f*ck your mom and f*ck a list, bitch Buckle up, Fuckers Don’t know what your going up against Suck a dick, republic of suckers That pucker up and kiss Yeah, man f*ck it I’ve had enough of this Huffin’ this fuckin’ paint thinner up Then I’m ‘bout to cut a wrist Don’t stare at the arc of the convent Fuckin’ dumb as shit You cannot discredit legit From just making fun of it