AJL2000 - Cloud 9 lyrics

[Verse #1] Cloud 9, I sound high, when I rap It's actually because I'm tired because I'm up till around 5 Writing lyrics, making beats And continuing the cycle I'm so psycho so I don't know why I'm even aloud to drive It's like everybody only sees my ghoulish side But nobody understands, that all I got is foolish pride My life is do or die I'm soon to rise, to the bluer skies I'm doomed you guys, But you don't understand, only a few realize I'm always mad and distressed I have been the best, since day 1 In 2011, I'm bound for rejection Not sad or upset Because there's no reason to be just whining ‘bout nothing I'm fighting and shoving, to get to the top When everyone else's strategies are just lighting and puffing I'm writing but suffering From all of the motherf**ing pain kept I had a chance on my tracks, but the train left I thought everything was gonna be smooth sailing But the terrain's wet, so I fell and got my brain wrecked When I'm done all I wanna f**ing hear is silence I got anger issues; I don't fear the violence And I won't stop till I f**ing hear the sirens Wail behind me, this track is a sincere a**ignment If you guys heard all of my recycled raps Then you might go back, and pay attention closely To the meaning of life, because you never know when it's gonna end You never know when the light-bulb snaps I don't care how much motherf**ing time elapsed Because I feel now….. That I just might collapse,. [Chorus] I'm in a state of perfect happiness I feel like I'm on laughy gas I just sit here and relax on the gra** I'm in a state of perfect happiness I could sleep in a taxi cab And just sit there in the backseat pa**ed I'm in a state of perfect happiness I feel like I'm on laughy gas I just sit here and relax on the gra** I'm in a state of perfect happiness I could sleep in a taxi cab And just sit there in the backseat pa**ed, uh [Verse #2] Nobody can get here on my level I hate as much as Meghan Trainer despises treble You guys are pebbles, compared to me Until you guys, just realize, that I'm a rebel f** the industry, I choose to be underground You little b**hes could lose to the thunder sound I drink booze then I run around Jk I stay clean, you guys think I'm stupid? Well look, who is the dumber now I'll gun you down, if you try climbing this ladder My rhymin' is phatter My favourite thing to do is finding his splattered Brains all over the floor, f**, my mind is so scattered I got hidden messages in my sh**, f**, my lines just have patterns My motto motherf**er: Mind over matter Freestyle during a skype call From the morning, until the f**in night falls Cause I have so much ideas, after using up 100 notebooks, I just start to write on walls I'm light and small, but still you can't compete with me If you try, then I'll never f**in leave you be Until I beat your a** down drinking sweetened tea I can change my pitch, tone, and my frequency The decency I have, is rare and little You dare to wiggle, past me Then I'll tear the middle, of your chest I'm f**ing gory, before I chop you up I'll make you just answer riddles If you get them wrong then I'll k** you before your chair could jiggle I'm unfair to cripples, I'll knock out there front tires, lean ‘em back and send them down a hill I'm such a f**ing sociopath, I'm jack motherf**er and I'm drowning jill I sound so ill, but f** it I go a thousand bars Longer, but I'm gonna end this sh** now man, cya b**hes im going back to mars [Chorus]