Invisible

[Verse 1]
It’s a hard knock life... bite you once, it’s gon’ bite you twice. But mentally the release is nice... Write down all my thoughts while the beats suffice. For one time, I ain’t gotta search for words, or strain my brain, bending up my mind like curbs. I get lost in the music and never come back. From the pain to the brain, to the pen, to the track... Looking back, wondering why I did that... and this and this here... but this and that’s passed to the past. Ridin’ with my folk up in the Lac, got the coke up in the stash and a pistol on the dash about to crash. Swervin’ while the pigs roll past, about plastered, cotton mouth from the grass. Sittin’ high like a birdie on a wire from the cradle to the gutter to the grave to the fire... On fire. I’m lost in my circumstance. I’ve forgot how to feel... Sometimes I wish that I could just disappear

[Chorus]
I’m stuck in this hell, I don’t know where to go. Life is a pain that I don’t want to know. My mind is my cell and I ain’t seeing parole. Sometimes I wish I was invisible. Wish... wish... I was invisible

[Verse 2]
We’re like fiends, chasing a pipe down pipe dreams. Justifying the end to keep means, when it’s the means that’s poison to your dreams. But we ain’t trying to hear that though, put the poison to your lips breathe nice and slow... Until we’re burned out, turned to powder, then a couple years later ain’t no coming up out of it. But I’m sick of living for what’s gonna kill me. I’d rather have the whole world love me than fear me. I keep it 100 even if you don’t hear me. I came to speak truth, I ain’t in it for the penny. Hated by many... fuel for the fire. I keep my eyes high like a birdie on a wire... You wanna navigate the path to life falling apart? From the eyes to the to the mind, to the hands, to the heart, to the dark... I’m lost in my circumstance. I’ve forgot how to feel... Sometimes I wish that I could just disappear

[Chorus]
I’m stuck in this hell, I don’t know where to go. Life is a pain that I don’t want to know. My mind is my cell and I ain’t seeing parole. Sometimes I wish I was invisible. Wish... wish... I was invisible