[Intro]
Biggest fight you gon' ever have is with yourself
But you already know that
You win some, and you damn sure lose some
But you keep on goin' man
O.C.D., check it
[Verse 1: K-Rino]
Lot of pain, lot of hate, lot of malice
Dealin' with my internal dilemmas is a challenge
My psychological status is [?] and unbalanced
Steady tryna get any benefit from my talents
Questions, no answers, thoughts, I didn't plan this
Still standing back, never painted on the canvas
The picture trampling through my mental and running rampant
Praying my plan answers the city of second chances
I'm going through the process, still I'm undecided
Nobody to fight with so I keep it private
Standing and held hostage, skeletons in my closet
Let me read a list of what I'm dissatisfied with
Pandering, gossip, lies, told and unrighteous
Me struggling just to get control of my vices
I'm hoping to get a hold and show that a crisis
And the peace embedded in my soul will be priceless
Every time I see a new baby I say
"Would he be the answer to my prayers when I pray?"
Destroying the Devil whenever he's on a tirade
Prays to Allah, Jeovah, God or Yahweh
A lot of words that I shouldn't have said
But I'm a product of the fiends that were put in my head
Over the years, even I got took and misled
But still I never sold out when I was looking for bread
Now in denial, it's kinda hard to laugh and smile
I'll be gripped that I never gave my parents a grandchild
Am I worthy of being treated like I'm the man? How?
What I do a young dude, I understand now
Time don't stand still
Dealing with your troubles, it can get so real
I'm pushing 'cause I never wanna miss no meal
You can't run away from getting your medicine
You gotta take your pill
Biggest fight you gon' ever have is with yourself
But you already know that
You win some, and you damn sure lose some
But you keep on goin' man
O.C.D., check it
[Verse 1: K-Rino]
Lot of pain, lot of hate, lot of malice
Dealin' with my internal dilemmas is a challenge
My psychological status is [?] and unbalanced
Steady tryna get any benefit from my talents
Questions, no answers, thoughts, I didn't plan this
Still standing back, never painted on the canvas
The picture trampling through my mental and running rampant
Praying my plan answers the city of second chances
I'm going through the process, still I'm undecided
Nobody to fight with so I keep it private
Standing and held hostage, skeletons in my closet
Let me read a list of what I'm dissatisfied with
Pandering, gossip, lies, told and unrighteous
Me struggling just to get control of my vices
I'm hoping to get a hold and show that a crisis
And the peace embedded in my soul will be priceless
Every time I see a new baby I say
"Would he be the answer to my prayers when I pray?"
Destroying the Devil whenever he's on a tirade
Prays to Allah, Jeovah, God or Yahweh
A lot of words that I shouldn't have said
But I'm a product of the fiends that were put in my head
Over the years, even I got took and misled
But still I never sold out when I was looking for bread
Now in denial, it's kinda hard to laugh and smile
I'll be gripped that I never gave my parents a grandchild
Am I worthy of being treated like I'm the man? How?
What I do a young dude, I understand now
Time don't stand still
Dealing with your troubles, it can get so real
I'm pushing 'cause I never wanna miss no meal
You can't run away from getting your medicine
You gotta take your pill
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