Twisted Insane - In My Darkest Hour lyrics

[Intro] Unknown Living life day to day walking into a world full of unknowns Survive, that’s all one can try to do [Verse 1] The life of a young child, abused, and for days I would lay in the junk pile Never seen one smile, I used to bomb the beaker on them when I was walking every one mile There wasn’t no lectures My strap was so jammed, so there was no protection You must have a d**h wish I can’t walk away so I stay to protect it Smokin’ weed, chasin’ dreams I walk out the door trynna face my fiends One day I promise I’ll be livin’ off of rap sh**, that’s it [Now I’m going in so I can’t think of things?] I’m on a mission, listen I just wanna progress, no stress, blowin’ on some cess weed I was on the front line daily walkin’ with the heater just in case some wanna test me trip Posted with the homies, I ain’t dealin’ wit’ you phonies I be better off just trippin’ off a bottle of the liquor And every time you come around, you never got no money for no weed and yes indeed you wanna hit up on my swisher And I don’t even like that sh** Who wanna [pull me?] you be quiet than a b**h I don’t even know this n***a, who the f** you come with? I don’t give a sh** I only need my wife and a spliff One pipe and a hit Guess I got my trees indeed you would think it’s just a hobby, but I need my weed It was a dream for me making it in the music Now If I lose it every time I think I need some cheese sh** sh** is hella’ crazy, a quarter mile trynna walk me an inch So I said and I think to myself that I came a long way since I slept up on a bench Thank you [Bridge] And I’m still livin’ this life Watchin’ time pa** by As I begin to realise my omnipotence and embrace it We become more intuitive individuals Individuals that will not be overpowered or overwhelmed By anything that stands in our path That’s real [Verse 2] Stuck on the fences No type of rent is due for me since it’s No way I can fix this sh** Take it out on all so who’s on my hit list Who wanna get this work no clue what to do When I pull for the dismiss This ain’t a picnic semi automatic get to cookin’ through you n***as like some Bisquick Smokin’ weed, doin’ d** Days that be tellin’ me I’m f**in’ up I wanna mention that it be always in the back of a n***a mind that One of these times I ain’t wakin’ up I know f**ed from a young age I tell people I’ve been cursed since birth Feeling like they gon’ find me on the floor with a body full of holes and my face up in the motherf**in’ dirt First things first Trynna make a mil and do it independent and if it wasn’t for my fans than I’d be barely f**in’ livin’ with the homies in the ally and the roaches in the kitchen plus I do it for my people trynna make it out of prison So many people wanna come and copy ya In a savanna it really don’t matter ain’t nobody stoppin’ ya I’m drinkin’ bitter ain’t no better than the sh** I’m droppin’ But is why I’m laughing when you people say someone is toppin’ ya, n***a I live life one day at a time in a line on a Monday sh**, I don’t know what the hell is worse Might end up in a hearse from my birth never church on a Sunday Ain’t nobody on my level maybe one day I wouldn’t get my hopes up though I don’t give a f** about your favourite rapper I’mma dump knives f** your little punch line flow I’mma let you n***as know To beat me it is gonna take a miracle You just started doin’ sh** that I was doin’ years ago You be choppin’ up a little bit And comin’ around out the back of the lack and all that sh**, but you ain’t really f**in’ lyrical You ain’t have them other n***as fooled You ain’t got it you should hang it up I’m sorry to be rude When you comin’ with the wolfin’ I’mma split your f**in’ doom I’mma reala k**a illa dude My face on the front page I’m lost and I don’t know why I be in the backyard faded off of Olde 8 Understand hi is the time pa** five sh** is hella’ crazy, a quarter mile trynna walk me an inch So I said and I think to myself that I came a long way since I slept up on a bench Thank you