Beast 1333 Fight To Exist Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I think Deeply to Myself as I Age and Reflect
Upon the Many things in Life that I Haven't done yet
It seems the Older that I Get, yo my days, yo they Passing Faster
The Ingredients in my Life have been Recipes for Disaster
But I Must Progress, cuz everybody's living overcome with Stress
I'm not the only One that's Running round with Pressures on his Chest
Don't f*cking Care, I'm gonna Make it out of this Alive I Swear
It Doesn't bother Me that ain't nobody gave a f*ck or Cared
It makes me Strong, fear is for the Weak, I'm Brave when all is Wrong
I take all of the Strain all of the Pain and channel it to Songs
I'll never Cry, my Eye is on the Prize and yo the Goal is Clear
I'm working toward Something coming upon it Man, I'm almost near
Can almost Taste It, got to shake the feeling that these years been Wasted
Ninety-Nine Percent of Solving problems when you Stand to Face Them
Things are Getting worse and bad and shitty, crumby 'fore they Good
I wonder to Myself when will I make it out this Starving Hood?

[Hook]
(What Kind of Corny Rotten Life is This?)
Damn Right that I'm pissed! Every Single day I Fight to Exist!
(What Kind of Horrible Type Life is That?)
Catch a Panic Attack! Its Pitch Black No More Living in Shacks!
(I have to Dig myself Up out This Mess)
I Been Feeling Depressed, but nothings Gonna Hold me Back from Success!
(My Time is Ticking brother 'Fore I Go)
I'ma Learn I'ma Grow, and Come Up out of This A Lyrical Pro!

[Verse 2]
Ayo Whats Up? Whats Good? (not a Damn Thing)Damn your Life Then
Misery Loves company, they Want you Sad Just like Them
Don't Even think of Dragging me Down, I'm the Exception
Exceptionally Gifted at adapting my Perception
I have Fought many demons to Death that came to take Me
There's a God then why did he have to go and Forsake Me?
Growing up I Never got Nothing I wanted (EVER!)
We went on a Family Vacation together (NEVER!)
The Chips were a Quarter, bum a Quarter for a Juice
Young Ladies having Babies as the Ghetto Reproduce
Many Children of Abuse, mothers Crying out to Jesus
Cuz the Biggest Murderers in the Neighborhood were Polices It was Freezing Cold, parasites we checked for them in Stool
I would Wear the Same Shit, ever Single day to School
Out of Luck, what the f*ck, no money for a Cut
There were weeks we didn't even have Paper to Wipe Our Butts

[Hook]
(What Kind of Corny Rotten Life is This?)
Damn Right that I'm pissed! Every Single day I Fight to Exist!
(What Kind of Horrible Type Life is That?)
Catch a Panic Attack! Its Pitch Black No More Living in Shacks!
(I have to Dig myself Up out This Mess)
I Been Feeling Depressed, but nothings Gonna Hold me Back from Success!
(My Time is Ticking brother 'Fore I Go)
I'ma Learn I'ma Grow, and Come Up out of This A Lyrical Pro!

[Verse 3]
I wouldn't have it any other Way was thinking just the other Day
If I had it Easy, would I Have all of these Things to Say?
Some days I would Blaze and Felt like Jumping off the Roof
I was Rescued by one of my niggas, we Hit the Booth
It was Late it was Great, the Music was an Escape
Had an SM-58 recorded the Shit on Tape
What I Played Back, sounded like the Past a slice of Time
I was Venting Frustration and Shocking my Friends with Rhymes
For the Bad Times where Really more important than the Rest
Cuz I learned along the Way that it was Fuel for my Success
I wanted to be the Best, I wanted to Make it out
Before that I Lay to Rest, I'll show them what I'm about
Not Beat, know that shit ain't sweet with no Bucks
No Luck, never say or confess that your life Sucks
Will I ever make it out? Or ever Be Living Nice?
What type of Dirty Rotten World? What Type of Dirty Rotten Life?

[Hook]
(What Kind of Corny Rotten Life is This?)
Damn Right that I'm pissed! Every Single day I Fight to Exist!
(What Kind of Horrible Type Life is That?)
Catch a Panic Attack! Its Pitch Black No More Living in Shacks!
(I have to Dig myself Up out This Mess)
I Been Feeling Depressed, but nothings Gonna Hold me Back from Success!
(My Time is Ticking brother 'Fore I Go)
I'ma Learn I'ma Grow, and Come Up out of This A Lyrical Pro!

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