Chino XL & Playalitical - Posiden lyrics

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hino Xl & Playalitical Posiden Lyrics:

[Chorus: Chino XL]

Sometimes I get so high (so high)

So high that I can't feel my face

Sometimes I wish I'd just die (just die)

So it could take away this pain

Sometimes I close my eyes

While I'm drivin 'bout a hundred-and-five

Open my ride, just flip off the side

This Jack Daniels, is he in my mind?

[Chino XL:]

Sometimes I wish I woulda, chosen another path

Mighta made more math, mighta got mo' ass

Maybe I shouldn't, work so hard on every rap

I mighta got the write-off for right out Aftermath

I shatter grasp when it come to paragraphs

Real talent battle last, holdin heavy talons that'll blast

Scowl that I ask when it come to other cats

That of stolen flows, instead he gettin swole cash

I cross paths with a lot of dudes that know that

Line for line, Chino will put 'em inside a bloodbath (f'real)

I been locked in the box with the riff-raff

What if then Posieden decidin my jam's not that

Sometimes I feel so numb

Realizin that the world will only see me as a hoodlum

Sometimes for weeks I don't even see the sun

Sometimes I baptize myself in holy water and rum; I'm done

[Chorus]

[Chino XL:]

Yo... sometimes I go with my instincts

No matter how crazy they are, and if they mislead (mislead)

And take me down the wrong road

All blow, tryin to find my way back home

But I'm livin in this black hole

Split my Black'n'Mild down the middle then I dump out the tobacco

(Let's go) Eyes redder than tobasco

For my casket and funeral I'm waitin patient as a stone (yeah yeah)

Sometimes when I'm alone viewin all the things I done wrong

Talkin to Bun B or Young Noble on my global phone

Since the kindergarden room been lookin forward to the tomb

Pain fatter than Fantasia carryin harpoons (yeah)

Ain't no love for me, it's all ruined

Lyrics and liquor is all I got, day to day, June to June

I'm so hot I leave fingerprints on lit coal

Thick flow navigatin waters feelin ice cold

[Chorus]

[Chino XL:]

Yup, sometimes I'm feelin like I can't breathe

Sometimes I cut myself and I can't bleed

Imagine havin the lyrical blessin I receive

Combined with a momma that didn't want you to succeed

Combined with angel dust and this purple weed (okay)

Combined with record companies that sabotage you purposely

(Get it together) If I could just think clearer

But, I can't take time to reflect in the dirty mirror (yeah yeah)

I tried to summon the spirits to get me through this period

Of darkness and hopelessness, you listen close I swear you'll hear it

The most phenomenal marketable manic depression

Mad aggression, mad questions, whiskey stops all the stressin (yeah)

My weakness is I have no fear

Slice my neck ear to ear, join Proof, FUCK bein here!

Yeah, sometimes I'm lost in Los Angeles

Hangin on for dear life, like I got antlers