Beast 1333 - Fight to Exist lyrics

Verse 1: I think Deeply to Myself As I Age and Reflect Upon the Many things in Life That I Haven't done yet It seems the Older that I Get Yo my days, yo they Pa**ing Faster The Ingredients in my Life Have been Recipes for Disaster But I Must Progress Cuz everybody's living overcome with Stress Im not the only One That's Running round with Pressures on his Chest Don't f**ing Care Im gonna Make it out of this Alive I Swear It Doesn't bother Me That ain't nobody gave a f** or Cared It makes me Strong Fear is for the Weak Im Brave when all is Wrong I take all of the Strain all of the Pain And channel it to Songs I'll never Cry My Eye is on the Prize And yo the Goal is Clear Im working toward Something Coming upon it Man Im almost near can almost Taste It Got to shake the feeling that these years been Wasted Ninety-Nine Percent of Solving problems When you Stand to Face Them Things are Getting worse and bad and sh**ty Crumby 'fore they Good I wonder to Myself When will I make it out this Starving Hood? Hook: What Kind of Corny Rotten Life is This? (Damn Right that I'm pissed! Every Single day I Fight to Exist!) What Kind of Horrible Type Life is That? (Catch a Panic Attack! Its Pitch Black No More Living in Shacks!) I have to Dig myself Up out This Mess (I Been Feeling Depressed But nothings Gonna Hold me Back from Success!) My Time is Ticking brother 'Fore I Go (Ima Learn Ima Grow, and Come Up out of This A Lyrical Pro!) Verse 2: Ayo Whats Up? Whats Good? (not a Damn Thing) Damn your Life Then Misery Loves company They Want you Sad Just like Them Don't Even think of Dragging me Down Im the Exception Exceptionally Gifted at adapting my Perception I have Fought Many demons to d**h that came to take Me Theres a God then Why did he have to go and Forsake Me? Growing up I Never got Nothing I wanted (EVER!) We went on a Family Vacation together (NEVER!) The Chips were a Quarter Bum a Quarter for a Juice Young Ladies having Babies As the Ghetto Reproduce Many Children of Abuse Mothers Crying out to Jesus Cuz the Biggest Murderers in the Neighborhood Were Polices It was Freezing Cold Parasites we checked for them in Stool I would Wear the Same sh** Ever Single day to School Out of Luck What the f** No money for a Cut There were weeks we didn't even have Paper To Wipe Our bu*ts Hook: What Kind of Corny Rotten Life is This? (Damn Right that I'm pissed! Every Single day I Fight to Exist!) What Kind of Horrible Type Life is That? (Catch a Panic Attack! Its Pitch Black No More Living in Shacks!) I have to Dig myself Up out This Mess (I Been Feeling Depressed But nothings Gonna Hold me Back from Success!) My Time is Ticking brother 'Fore I Go (Ima Learn Ima Grow, and Come Up out of This A Lyrical Pro!) Verse 3: I wouldn't have it any other Way Was thinking just the other Day If I had it Easy Would I Have all of these Things to Say? Some days I would Blaze And Felt like Jumping off the Roof I was Rescued by one of my n***as We Hit the Booth It was Late it was Great The Music was an Escape Had an SM-58 Recorded the sh** on Tape What I Played Back Sounded like the Past A slice of Time I was Venting Frustration And Shocking my Friends with Rhymes For the Bad Times Where Really more important than the Rest Cuz I learned along the Way That it was Fuel for my Success I wanted to be the Best I wanted to Make it out Before that I Lay to Rest I'll show them what Im about Not Beat Know that sh** ain't sweet With no Bucks No Luck Never say or confess that your life s**s Will I ever make it out? Or ever Be Living Nice? What type of Dirty Rotten World? What Typeof Dirty Rotten Life? Hook: What Kind of Corny Rotten Life is This? (Damn Right that I'm pissed! Every Single day I Fight to Exist!) What Kind of Horrible Type Life is That? (Catch a Panic Attack! Its Pitch Black No More Living in Shacks!) I have to Dig myself Up out This Mess (I Been Feeling Depressed But nothings Gonna Hold me Back from Success!) My Time is Ticking brother 'Fore I Go (Ima Learn Ima Grow, and Come Up out of This A Lyrical Pro!)