Figgkidd Feat. Jeremy Gregory - 19 lyrics

rate me

Can you tell me, doctor, why I still can't get to sleep?

(I don't know my problem but I wanna find out)

And night times just a jungle with my soul out on the street

And what's this pain that comes and goes

Can you tell me what it means

God, help me, I'm only 19

What the fuck are people asking for blood?

I hope your ready

I'm shooting at helicopters with my trigger finger steady

These record exec's asking for my right to creativity

I get the nod from Lui

And so the lyrics are then left up to me

Yo, I say what I like do what I like you love it

Say what you like do what you might, fuck it

This stereotypical day and age has got me sick

These Aussie rappers stay in line

So people, hangin' on their dick

I've never gone with there line

So you can like it or not

But like it's gonna knock me off

When I'm the definition of pop

My whole crew my bomb squad

With Lui as drill sergeant

Under K-9 entertainment into war

We straight marching

Now every time I make decisions

I'm tripping over my older written

Verses with these curses 'bout shit

That wasn't descriptive

Enough, I've had enough

As shallow as one gets

Writing derogatory words

He knows he's gonna regret

I'm talking 'bout my own emotion

War within my own devotion to expose

The true beneath this cloak of no composure

I'm chosen

To prepare the people properly for this prophecy

Of perfect parables and paragraphic psychology ugh

So understand the next man 'cause he got his own view

But when it is left to two parties then it is bound to be blew

Outta proportion throwing caution out the window

Not to the wind

Funny how beginnings link directly to the end

I don't know the answers

And I don't know the reasons why

Don't ask me to explain

My understanding of why we die

I analyze myself

And it's never what is seems

I don't know the answers, I'm only 19

So now these terrorists keep telling us

These presidents is perilous

I'm choking on my words when threats on buildings

Start the end of it

My country under thumb when all I want is sanctuary

Away from all this shit talking and breaking what is meant to be

A multicultural society, it's all just might have beens

My people getting into fights

Yo, fuck this pointless violence

I'm not buying it like people getting weak instead of strong

Nobody even looking up to just admit they was wrong

I write my song, lay my vocal, leave the lyrics in my notebook

Hope in the future if there is one will be reopen

And talk to the children of the next generation

So many fucking phones but no communication

Motherfuckers