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Quarter on the loose
A Loose Quarter
Few questions I ask myself
Maybe it started with Slaughterhouse, or was it tour life?
Maybe it wouldnât had started at all if I had your life
Maybe it was needed or I was thinking immorally
If I wasnât myself could I say I gave the fans All of Me?
Canât decide if Iâm more ashamed of what they saw of me
Than I am of ignoring all the lessons that was taught to me
Headed up field but couldnât dodge the last tackler
How could a forward thinker move so ass backwards?
How could a dude with no regrets at all, willing to bet it all
Not realize that quicker demise, how could I neglect it all?
Iâm so seasonal, some of y'all knew I'd spring back
With a heart this cold, how'd y'all think Iâd be receptive to fall
Iâm plenty comfortable when dangerâs around
And even more so when strangers around
And the bigger picture is sicker, don't know my triggers or know the alarm it forces
Don't know a nigga, don't know my bouts with drugs and liquor or the harm it causes
Life or death? I tried to lynch myself
Thought I could keep it all a secret, I convinced myself
But really, the folk that loved me, they could tell I was locin'
I couldnât see him, cry me a river cause it fell in the ocean
Numb to my words now, maybe felt I was open
I cut so many people loose, do I need help with devotion?
Thatâs just some of the things I ask my Lord and Savior
And when He calls for me, will He have done us all a favor?
How did I make it here?
Who are y'all?
I feel so lost
Now Iâm not seeing it clear
Is it my fault?
Itâs all in my head
Iâm looking around like this canât be happening
Round of applause for the angry rappers
Lord, my girl cried me a flood than me a river
Thatâs love, depending on me when Iâm a dependent on liquor
Iâm up in the shoe store, she got no love to show
You ever look at a bitch you was fucking behind your bitch back
Like fuck I was fucking you for?
Iâm an artist so Iâm intelligent
I would tell you to do some soul searching
But itâs hanging up in my closet with your skeleton
Itâs gotta be a God's work, even a diamond gotta be polished first
A quarter's on the loose and I ainât been out here getting my dollarsâ worth
I had to remove the goggles first
To see through the sipping Patrón and fifty phoners for I need to go get me a kidney donor
Guru, Nate Dogg, go ahead blink a eye
Your doctor told me you close, go ahead drink and die
Buried under the stone where the Patrón fifth sits by
That reads Here
lies
somebody
who
never
wanted
to
be
this
guy
How did I make it here?
Who are y'all?
I feel so lost
Now Iâm not seeing it clear
Is it my fault?
Itâs all in my head
They say knowledge is power, great cause every day I learn
As of late been having revelations bout this hate term
Hate the way they judged me, till I got the case adjourned
Hated the belly of the beast till I became its tapeworm
When I said Iâd stop getting high, tried to say it stern
Though Iâm the type to walk through the fire to check the way it burn
They say my brain is off, I say how can it be?
If Iâm out my mind, how can I be in-sanity?
The people used to say that I was scared of progress
They donât know how hard a nigga tried to advance
But I donât know whoâs more to blame, is it them for really not knowing me
Or is it me for never really giving them a chance?
Get too close, be too big of a threat
Now itâs been little to no time, thinking why I ainât get rid of you yet
Gotta recognize my maturity, gotta see Iâm grown
Let all my skeletons out the closet, just so I'd never be alone
Since I got trust issues I wonât discuss with you
Besides God tell me who the fuckâs supposed to save you
Pop won't have a man to man, was gone half my life so
Somewhere in his head probably feel it ain't his place too
Plus more people will see me soon, I mean Iâll be on national TV soon
So when I ask if people I have around are a cancer for me
Thatâs 4 million more that might be able to answer for me
How did I make it here?
Who are y'all?
I feel so lost
Now Iâm not seeing it clear
Is it my fault?
Itâs all in my head
- Album:
- A Loose Quarter
- No Love Lost