A Letter to Myself by ELE (Rap) Lyrics
[ELE]
Laying down but not with you
All this shit makes me sick
Laying down but not with you
All this shit makes me sick
Laying down but not with you
All this shit makes me sick
Laying down but not with you
All this shit makes me sick
(Verse: ELE)
Last years were pretty tuff
Trying to find myself, now i feel out of health
2012, i was 10 years old
My dad nearly die from cancer
No one understand me
No one understand my art but this is a part from me
Which no one ever understand 'bout me
No one ever understand 'bout me
Couple years later, i felt so lost
All this shit cost to much
From my psyche, live to short
Trust me, this is my last resort
No, i don't let you inside of my brain
My life feels like a campagne
I got chestpain from the dope
Blood on the chains, in my head is a hurricane
[Bridge: Biv]
Lots of talk will end my thoughts of who I wanna be
Of who I wanna be
[Verse: Biv]
Guarantee me that they feeding off they leaching host
Muzzle feeding, tunnel seeking, violence been the most
She can't see me, like she need me, guess we wasn't close
I'm retreating, lord forgive me, I'm a living ghost
Two faced, this place, taking all my weight
Seekin'dark from the pain, ache and similar fate
To all my family, mistakes, we ain't digging the graves
But the dirt came with the chains
But the dirt came with the chains
Two faced, this place, taking all my weight
Seekin dark from the pain, ache and similar fate
Laying down but not with you
All this shit makes me sick
Laying down but not with you
All this shit makes me sick
Laying down but not with you
All this shit makes me sick
Laying down but not with you
All this shit makes me sick
(Verse: ELE)
Last years were pretty tuff
Trying to find myself, now i feel out of health
2012, i was 10 years old
My dad nearly die from cancer
No one understand me
No one understand my art but this is a part from me
Which no one ever understand 'bout me
No one ever understand 'bout me
Couple years later, i felt so lost
All this shit cost to much
From my psyche, live to short
Trust me, this is my last resort
No, i don't let you inside of my brain
My life feels like a campagne
I got chestpain from the dope
Blood on the chains, in my head is a hurricane
[Bridge: Biv]
Lots of talk will end my thoughts of who I wanna be
Of who I wanna be
[Verse: Biv]
Guarantee me that they feeding off they leaching host
Muzzle feeding, tunnel seeking, violence been the most
She can't see me, like she need me, guess we wasn't close
I'm retreating, lord forgive me, I'm a living ghost
Two faced, this place, taking all my weight
Seekin'dark from the pain, ache and similar fate
To all my family, mistakes, we ain't digging the graves
But the dirt came with the chains
But the dirt came with the chains
Two faced, this place, taking all my weight
Seekin dark from the pain, ache and similar fate