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"HELPLESS" (Lyrics)

HOOK
I feel helpless, I feel broken, I feel wasted away. I feel hated, I feel forsaken and I don't want to live another day.

VERSE 1
As I gather up my anger and hatred to face this life that's awaiting, confronted with a psychotic conscience, conversations with Satan. Hating this world for no reason to keep my adrenaline pumping. I keep thinking about the motherf**kers always telling me that I'm never gonna amount to nothing. But something is telling me that God has got a plan for my life, but it's hard believing in what you can't see when bullets take flight. Make these streets my home, disown my loving guardian angel in exchange for a Tec-9 with 32 rounds in the clip and one in the chamber. My anger's my only defense, I'm helpless without it. I'd put my trust in God if I felt He gave a shit, but I doubt it. Instead I give my life to ignorance that carries no answers... what kind of stupid f**k dies for a two dollar bandana? But still I'm smoking speed, snorting lines, addicted to this life of crime. Stop the crying, cock the 9, b**ch I ain't afraid of dying. Geeked up, pistols up, cr**ker I don't give a f**k. Tell me that you really wanna die because I'll put a motherf**king bullet through your naked guts cuz...

HOOK

VERSE 2
My flesh is like an hourglass I watch my life run dry, counting down dark days until the hour I die. Crucified by the Christians that left me to suffer. Ignorant self-centered, hypocritical motherf**kers. My hunger's enough to kill when there ain't no food for the soul with an urge to bury thirty bullets in a rich man's skull. All alone with home I ain't eaten in so long my skin hanging from my bones tells a story of it's own. No one to blame, I put myself in this situation, stop taking my medication and I'm facing more than probation. The doctor said I was a danger to myself and anybody that walks or breathes around me, bleed the blood that bleed, see the world that I see. Depending on this weed is not enough to fulfill a will to steal or kill if I feel that my stomach ain't filled. The best treatment's a gun when you're sick of fighting for crumbs, so I push this pistol in my neck until my head goes number. I'm done.

HOOK

VERSE 3
My flesh is like an hourglass and my life is running dry... it's time to die. And all this f**king pain and suffering is all I seem to know, this world I'm living in is killing me slow. Ain't nobody here that can touch these tears I cry. Ain't no motherf**king reason for killing myself if I'm gonna close my eyes and wake up in hell. I'm helpless, it's obvious that I was born to die. So I hit the dro, inhale the blow, ingest the roll, the pain I hold is getting old and I'm gonna light a motherf**king blunt laced with the cocaine and smoke it until I can't feel shit no more. I'm cold and lonely in this world, but then again...

HOOK