Focus... - The Calling lyrics

Sometimes I feel like I'm falling Same time I feel like I'm soaring Feel so confused like I'm poor but I'm balling Heart getting dark like the night but it's morning Rap was exciting but now that sh** is boring E'rybody b**hing 'bout it, e'rybody talking E'rybody rapping now but this sh** is my calling Call him, ask the father, I will bet a fortune He'll say he made for the babies for the orphans For the forefathers that are now inside a coffin For the people lost in the source and And of course any who*es that absorbed all the pain from asaults Am I'm nauseous Course it's, I sound real exhausted I've never hit the office Never had a boss, just boss chicks Toss thick shawty's in the air Cute as Halle up in Swordfish Gorgeous, but I feel morbid But I still talk sh**, often Sick flow, coughing Crawling, walking Jumping out the window, I'mma spit till I'm a corpse After that I'll still continue I did larceny, arson Ransacked apartments Then went to church and asked God for a pardon I think that I'm starting to lose it, the music is stupid, it's garbage I hear all the carbon Copies, sloppy, I'm probably a target Of F.B.I., S.T.I., cornered the market This is my house, wipe your shoes on the mat before you dirty up my carpet You should feel awkward Trying to see me, I'm the darkness That's like a shark to a dolphin, it's smarter to forfeit If we go to war? sh** I'm like a swordsman and you like doorman You'll lay dormant Sleepy, feed me, my blood is pouring All on the beats and you can see it's my calling Call 'em, ask 'em Back when Maccaulay Culkin was Home all Alone when I was causing Problems, writing, rapping, pausing Growing up, getting back in it and I'm the Source I'm the Vibe, I'm a Rolling Stone, XXL My next album is dropping and I know it's going to sell b**h!