[Verse 1]
So many people in this life I see they're quick to judge
I couldn't give a fuck I'm writing raps to pick you up
I shouldn't lie, I'm also needing the expression
Seems to me that I need to relieve all the depression
The people that I speak deep to need me to mention
Adventures with a pen and a place to leave the aggression
I was stressing, ripped off weed that I was seshing
That might of fucked my head, I couldn't leave it for a second
I'm a demon with this weapon if you're stepping then you're getting slashed
What made me negative like that? Maybe getting smashed
Maybe witnessing sick shit thinking whenever I've collapsed
From hanging to the ceiling, hoping my neck won't snap
Yeah, I was a mess like that, watch me step right back
Charge forward, fuck your head up when I stress my raps
From the chest, I stab then I bet you collapse
You want the facts? A fucking maniac that can write tracks
Shit
[Hook]
All the feelings I write down
I said move out of my face cunt right now
Because anxiety and I don't wanna fight now
I'm living in the sewage with my thoughts and the lights out
All the feelings I write down
I said move out of my face cunt right now
Because anxiety I feel like I gotta lie down
I'm living in the sewage with my thoughts and the lights out
[Verse 2]
I said it I'm finished I'm done
No, I'm not fucking finished you cunt
I spit these words until it burns until it's ripping my lungs
Until it helps to substitute the fucking grip of your drugs
Why you wanna suck that glass dick? Ridiculous stuff
And I know I make you hate it 'til you're giving it up
It's the same drug that hurt your bro your sister's a slut
You don't believe me? Know a dealer? Sucks his dick for a buzz
I need to rip you right apart, so you build yourself back up again
At the end of the day, you'll see I'm a fucking friend
Cos right now you feel lost well there's the fucking edge
Step the fuck right back, pull in your fucking head
We've all been under stress, I fight for nothing less
I hold a blade it's as deep inside my fucking chest
They wanna cuff you again and place you under arrest
Take you away chain you up and say you're fucked in the head
[Hook:]
All the feelings I write down
I said move out of my face cunt right now
Because anxiety and I don't wanna fight now
I'm living in the sewage with my thoughts and the lights out
All the feelings I write down
I said move out of my face cunt right now
Because anxiety I feel like I gotta lie down
I'm living in the sewage with my thoughts and the lights out
All the feelings I write down
I said move out of my face cunt right now
Because anxiety and I don't wanna fight now
I'm living in the sewage with my thoughts and the lights out
All the feelings I write down
I said move out of my face cunt right now
Because anxiety I feel like I gotta lie down
I'm living in the sewage with my thoughts and the lights out
Right Now was written by Rates.
Right Now was produced by Bennie On The Beat.