More songs by MARCO PLUS
Description
MARCO PLUS vs. tha Underworld: Survivor’s Cut
Recording Engineer: Astro Studios
Mixing Engineer, Mastering Engineer: Ernest "Ness" Butler
Producer: Nat Beats
Composer, Lyricist: Demarcus Pollard
Lyrics and translation
Original
Uh, numb to the feel. Try my best to not succumb to the pills. I see my demons and
I run for the hills. It's cumbersome, but I have fun in the thrill.
Been to the plug about my latest issues as I'm thumbing through bills. Still not sleeping correct.
Need to get my cerebrum in check.
All of this dope still got the hardest time relieving some stress. I lost my auntie in the midst of being great.
I'm pissed as hell she can't enjoy it with me. I just hope she see me in death.
Her husband passed away a week before.
I swear I rolled up dangerous amounts of weed to cope. Ain't get to pay my respects 'cause I had some obligations.
I feel lamer than a bitch, can't even try to fake it.
Mafia thong calling my name, getting that cosignette fame. I couldn't help my folks bury Nikki and I'm ashamed.
I hope that making some of this money can hide the pain, but I'm scared that Rolls Royce umbrella won't block the rain.
Twelve hundred dollar sneakers on, running from the reaper Jones.
I know a gun ain't stopping shawties, still I keep the chrome. So many humans on this side, I never leave it home.
I know this shit might sound deep, but homes, I swear it get deeper, dog.
Blue eye, gotta keep the evil off.
This a long road, I just wanna see through the fog.
My dog tried to tell me leave it to God, but instead I'm chiefing three fires, heaving the smog. Damn.