Mr. S.O.S. - Come Along lyrics

[Intro] What's all this sh** on the radio man? Radio always trying to tell me some sh** I ain't even trying to listen to... (yo yo man sh** is all f**ed up son) Yo my daughter's feet man they just keep growing son, I need new shoes (I know man, me too) You know what I mean I'm trying to make this rap sh** pay out (yo man, I feel you) Aight (aight) I'll holler at you (holler) Aight, peace [Verse 1] Once my eyes open to migraine stars, I be [?]in' Tylenol Excedrin and Advil that'll get my through to nine o'clock I got an album to finish but brother time's are hard And I need inspiration like a priest who lies to God I try [?] thoughts but get distracted by lies and cars Cause my eyes are fog like head was inside a swamp I don't wanna be large, correction, I don't wanna be a star I just wanna be large, meaning I wanna ball, hard But not like dribble, pa** it and dunk More like scribble raps on a drum and get [?] when I'm done (yup) My 401K is my tongue and if you don't understand that an*logy you're probably dumb With bad taste Shootin' for first and last place Cause you runnin' a race, runnin' in place, runnin' late What state to be stuck inside It can make you wanna cry When you find out the things that you underline are a f**ing line (oops) I mean where was I? The answer is simple - not! I was doing what I was told, just like a little bot I was living a lie but now I'm living a lot Now I'm trying to make a living because this is my job [Hook] Come along With me as I do my best to try to make it, make it If I can't love what I do imma do what I love I'm gonna write a song Put my heart, blood, sweat and tears in it And then hope somebody plays it, plays it Think that life s**s and it's not fair? Welcome to the club [Verse 2] God please, lift some of this stress offa' my feet Cause I can't make it if I keep having days like these Baby mama steady sabotaging my dreams Keeping my daughter from me, taking every dollar I see Claiming I'm unfit cause I used to light trees I wish she would move on, someone take my ex-wife please I'm sick of the nonsense like the song I did in 2003 Trying to find peace but it's hard when someone's trying to fight me Bite me, better yet, don't cause you're a zombie Sick in the head, walking dead, great train robbery It never ceases to amaze what some people do for hate Including sabotage love like they think that life's a game I wish they knew that we're people too It ain't all about you, think about the things you do And how they affect your kids And how they affect your friends Think ahead to how now will play out in the end If you can't, remember that we a pretender With a wicked agenda, better if you surrender To the fate that you claim, instead of being blasphemous Believing in God? Then answer to him [Hook] Come along With me as I do my best to try to make it, make it If I can't love what I do imma do what I love I'm gonna write a song Put my heart, blood, sweat and tears in it And then hope somebody plays it, plays it Think that life s**s and it's not fair? Welcome to the club (x2)