How i really really feel

[FuckTheFeds]

I cant sleep i cant think
I wanna put the nine to my brain
Bang bang so i feel no more pain
Ya the way i think im insane
But yall dont think about this
So called game called life
Im living in this shit i dont know what to do i know i aint going make it out alive
So i might as well get a little high thats right
Once a wise nigga told me keep ya head up things are going to get better
So i listened but school i couldnt finish
But i knew my math 10 junkies n i pass
The salary of all my fucking teachers
Keep me freah check the sneakers
Pounds in the speakers praying they dont look, i shake n bake but never shook rules to this shit i wrote me a book taken before took im out no look

[Zimmie]

Competition are just endorses of repetition Spit incapacitated rhymes for weak minds
To absorb on the decline rewind get the point shipped to your medulla
Eat this beat keep rapping till I'm fuller
I shoulda coulda woulda but then life ought to be
What makes my conduct disorderly i come through spitting flames its truly just apart of me
I rap from the heart and leave the energy settled in my arteries