Jordan Kanine - Delirium lyrics

I'm trapped in a world where It's okay to do nothing at all I'm trapped in whirlwind Full of hate and doubt I'm a little confused. I stay home locked in a room just working my bu*t off But nowadays people get famous for t**ng they bu*t off Maybe a wire went loose because the rules changed at the intermission If you want to make it in entertainment industry then you better start kissing As soon as I point that out, folks hate on the truth of the matter like I'm bringing to light to way too much Just call me Scissorhands. Cause I ruin everything that I touch Rappers talk about money and women like they deserve a medal Rapping about etcetera. Talking about nothing, making instrumentals Music no longer comes from the soul We're full of empty hearts Now it's an empty art Why do dollar bills, control the sounds On the radio? I don't know I'm trapped in a world where You'll get paid to do nothing at all I'm trapped in whirlwind Full of hate and doubt You don't know what I've been through I pray on a regular basis But after everything I'm still confused Money, women, d**. Money, women, d**. All I hear on the radio is money, women, d** Got thugs in the mix, subs in the mix. Go ahead, Money, women, d** in the mix Comfort from the bottom of a bottle, swallow, and wallow in fear Started from bottom, still here. I ride solo, so my whole team's stuck in here Driving Cadillacs in our dreams. Cooking up schemes like I bring it to a boil. What's hip-hop? When rock is now pebble and metal is now foil? I'm trying to follow my heart To the top of the game. And I won't stop But then they tell me that we'll never be royal Never played around in the playground days. Got called gay but I really didn't care A lonely poet at the picnic table, making friends with blank stares Got a little hectic, nobody had my back, cool kids stabbed it Narcoleptic friends cause they're sleeping on me. See if I look past it Jordan all the stuff you write is garbage. You will never be an artist. Go and cry about it If you think you know my mind, then you must be out of it That's my hypothesis. Until the man upstairs call I was the kid who ran up the slide because I knew the physics of it all I'm trapped in a world where You get hated on for nothing at all I'm trapped in whirlwind Full of hate and doubt This feeling of falling Will I get any rest? No such thing like a safe cigarette I struggle with internal violence. Fighting the inside of my eyelids Dare you to sacrifice. The lesson you learn is priceless Fools don't believe in the kingdom, but karma I'm not done until either fame or the reaper come. Or when my paycheck has two commas I thank God that I'll never have a desk job. I'd turn the company car into a studio van And then drive until it's 9 am in Dallas, and it's 1am where I am Like putting your head through the arm hole. That just wouldn't fit me Like when I'm six feet deep with the devil playing freeze tag, “Can't catch me!” Cheated d**h. Didn't consider the repercussions Outsmarted d**h, now I got the reaper cussing But I don't want the reaper rushing So I flirt with d**h, I got the reaper blushing Found my brain in a state of delirium Crazed with cannibalistic cravings, rappers I'm eating them Literally high off of helium. High school rappers, I ain't hearing them Somebody told me that I fell off So I picked it back up right left off Then I dropped two albums and still didn't get my point across But I rode that struggle bus until the driver said Get off! Like a criminal cop, I got let off You a**ume too much, like I do this for money This is all just fun to me, so step off