Dr TC - Half Past 6 lyrics

[Verse] What's the product of a city lost? The outcome of a Teen up in distraught? I'm the reason why your favorite wide receiver getting moss'd I'm the last strike that nailed that n***a Jesus to the cross Half stepping me, you'll see the cost b**h I'm bad luck, f** around, your weave is getting tossed Inside bucket full of fear and acid Go ahead I dare you grab it You'll be in the f**ing mirror with a pair of gla**es I'm contemplating bout conversations with Satan Whether I should thank him For understanding what I am thinking It all balls downs to what I'm chasing And when I fell down, my n***as left me just to sink in Ship got wrecked, hit the deck, hit the plank and Started drowning in my own pool of water like mick Jenkins So lately I been thinking put the blade to my wrist A bullet left inside the chamber so my brain is at risk [Satan] "Pull it slow you don't wanna take the blame if you miss But make it fast since your parents so ashamed you exist They never made an attempt To be there when they created the sh** They wanna lock you in the basement like you Jason and sh** They wanna put you on your knees so you can pay and repent" [Lamique] But I'm broke! So how the f** I'm gonna pay for my sins? "With a dozen bad b**hes and an 8th of the stems, of course" Look Virgin Mary it's scary when you come near me Like the sound of being weary when b**hes be poppin cherries If only your son could hear me just tell him I really need him I said that I don't see him, Never said I don't believe him I tried to a leave a message but I guess he don't receive em I'm feeling all weird and sh** I'm feeling all scared I never thought that I'd be sharing this I guess you way too busy to take time out just for hearing this So quick, Somebody give me the number to Tyler's therapist -I need a f**ing shrink *dials number* -Come on, come on come on -pick up the phone [Dr TC] "Dr TC here" [La Mique] -Yo! Yo! what the f** did you do to me!? [Dr TC] "What!?" [La Mique] -I can't go to sleep at night time, and if I do I'm waking up like 3:00 in the morning [Dr TC] "uhh that's not my problem, that's not--" [La Mique] -Every night I'm having nightmares! This is not what I asked for! [Dr TC] "Aight hold on lil b**h, hold on lil b**h, it's exactly what you asked for" [La Mique] -This is not what I asked for! [Dr TC] "It's exactly what you asked for! You sold your soul to me! You know this! Don't even do that!" [La Mique] -I don't want this anymore, I don't wan-- [Dr TC] "It's too late now, what's done is done! What's done is done! That's it!" [La Mique] -you need to do something right now! Right now! [Dr TC] "All you need to do is just take care of your music, and I'll see what ever else I can do to help you out, lil b**h a** n***a!" [La Mique] -Yeah whatever dude [Dr TC] "Just focus on your music, that's it" *phone disconnects*