Hopsin - Get This Low lyrics

[Verse 1: Hopsin] I'm tired of feeling lost Staring up at the ceiling wall Hating the world, wanting to k** them all The government is still the cause And they conceal it all From UFOs to planes making buildings fall Stuck in a life that I ain't ask for You're blowing up off of wackness when my level of sk** is past yours Crunch time has got my abs sore And when I'm ready I'm hopping out of the matrix through the back door I need some new shoes and a new shirt My girl's mad because I care more about music than I do her No medic insurance and my tooth hurts If you down then I'm down to just jump off a cliff and end it, but you first My label got me feeling like I'm just a flop profit Giving me limits, telling me my only market is Hot Topic And they will not stop it It's like they co*k blockin' And only meals I ever f**ing eat is Hot Pockets [Hook: Hopsin] See when I get this low (low) I wonder why my parents even bothered to have me (who knows) I'm unhappy Never laughing Feeling crappy I wish someone would run up and just stab me But then again I don't want to die (no) I don't want to lose my life But at the same time I won't pretend that everything's fine You love your life but I hate mine [Verse 2: Kombine] I hate my life There ain't nothing I'm doing that's right I really wish that I was dead and seeing the light And all these things that always happen to me They got me wanting to hang myself from my family tree I've had it with me I feel this way pa**ionately But I won't do it cause someday I'll blow up nationally I've got these crazy f**ing thoughts coming right out of my mouth You say I'm never gonna blow up so I'll blow up your house I'm gonna get ya I'm gonna leave you still like a picture That's Mr. Meanie Man and yeah I'm f**ing coming to get you I really hate myself but I just hate you some more Your neck is like a stolen Honda because I'm chopping a cord And do you get it? You know that Kombizzle is with it I never come short, you know that I will never go midget But if my life don't change quick then I will probably be dead Oh f** it, I just want to live and make this music instead [Hook] [Verse 3: GrewSum] Life is sh**ty when you ain't got no label to fund Any of the albums you release so you stay on the run Looking for markets to promote you there's basically none And making one all by myself I'm not capable of But still I try and we made a little something from nothing But no money is coming in and I'm struggling, wondering When the f** will it change Feeling stuck in the game With no bucks and no change Nothing but f**ing complaints And suicide ain't an option because I have a kid And I want him to be proud of some sh** that daddy did So I just have to rip beats apart for cash to spend Charging less than half of what I'm worth just to traffic them There ain't no laughing, friend This ain't a laughing matter When you rapping, mastering mix, and do graphics after And then press and promote It's stressful I know What's impressive is hope is the thing that gets you to cope [Hook]