Point Game - That Music lyrics

[Intro] I'm still alive, motherf**a! You are not in control One of those son of a b**hes you sent in here to k** me Is about to die (I am a stranger) Let's see what they gon' do when I get this one in here (You have no idea what I'm capable of) Check it [Verse 1: Point Game] I lie awake with my eyes open and my mind hopin' I can die choking off of swiggin' the liquor cause I stole it I'mma f** around and rhyme hopin' my self-inflicted C4 gets more of my lines quoted (Boom!) I'm a psychosomatic, might go and grab it Light, draw, and drag it A battler with his back shattered A spine fracture, a rapper with nine stab wounds Black ba*tards you breathe deep when I pa** through I twist off and roll with a fist large Disposin' a clip scarred, upholdin' the rip laws Drinkin' Robitussin 'til I'm noddin' off Pill-poppin' hard, guzzlin' alcohol 'til the problem gone Tryin' to get in your liver, like liquor comin' in a flask Next one to drink is like Stifler My miczilla, a bright n***a who eye quicker Plus a live ripper that rhyme the live stiffer [Hook] x2 This here's that music, suicidal music Cry-to music, iTunes music Get f**ed up, sit and cry to music Can't another motherf**er do it like I do it [Verse 2] Every night that I wake up and day, go to sleep I realize that I'm backwards and pray for a beat To impeach all this anger that they won't release When I'm tired of rappin', enabled, diseased Rottin' from the gas bin, based on the speech Probably floppin' on a mattress from hatred, O.D A mama that loved him and fakes on the streets With a heart for the real but a case for the weak (That's me) Pack and burn marks on my arm and my heart From my thoughts in the dark when I'm lost with a cause Option of God, but a force from the bars That I wrote from the start of my vocals and robbed Myself of the dignity and pride that I want When bein' drugged up choppin' lines I'mma snort Speedin' in the street, coppin' fines in the courts With my mind in remorse, it reminded the Lord [Hook] x2 [Verse 3] Still f**ed up from last year, picture next week The damage I do, might as well let my d**h speak I laugh at clowns invitin' me to parties I'm scarred livin' deceased, my heart timid and weak My art vivid to speak, who's motivated? f** life, reach me my birth, I fornicated People always wanna talk with me Then trip when I speak back awkwardly What the f** you expect, I'm a awful breed A self-hating Christian, unlawful seed Against all odds, but my life is even I lie like the heathen, but throw slanted eyes Of the demon, who the f** roll like me? Not a Goddamn soul lose hope like P (Hey yo, you spit, dawg?) Yeah, I lace tracks at random A hot verse to you to me is branded [Hook] x4 Awww sh**