I Think They Got to Me

Why am I writing rhymes It feels like I'm wasting time No one be playin mine Same old it's paradigm Don't got the funds to dine My stomach the wrench inside Force me to close my eyes Set the pain to the side I'm facing what lurks inside The demons I pay no mind I'm commiting Genocide To all my dangerous lies Liquor with hint of lime How else can I erase the mind I say that I'm doing fine I'm chokin' and I might cry cuz Ooh ooh ooh I think they got to me (Darlin') So I hang my pride, and I crush her up slowly Ooh ooh ooh this yellow rockin' me (Molly) I take too much now I think I am folding I start feelin the rhythm Something playin with my system So then I start to rap and the people stop to listen I go on for too long I guess they only want a song I guess They don't wanna put me on man they don't wanna see me strong I guess Ooh ooh ooh I think they got to me (Darlin') So I hang my pride, and I crush her up slowly Ooh ooh ooh this yellow rockin' me (Molly) I know I took to much and I think I am folding I don't let them know the pain From the things they say I can act like they don't hurt me but I can't wash away the stains Listen to your words Things you say are bullets My finger was on the trigger but you're the one who pulled it