Nothing But Parasites. by ERIC NORTH Lyrics
[Intro]
[?]
[?] gotta do this shit
I've been depressed as fuck for the past... (Z)
How many years has it been? Oh (Z, Z, Z)
Eighteen years of my life (Z, Z, bringing the Z shit back)
Seventeen, nineteen, twenty, fucking forever (I’m bringing it back, bringing that Z shit back)
Fucking forever, fuck it, ayy (Fuck it, Z, Z, Z)
Ayy, yeah, ayy (Z, alright, fucking hate myself)
[Verse 1]
All I wanted was some help, now it's fuck everybody (Z, Z)
In your city, in a lobby [?] (Z, Z, Z, shit)
Everybody give a shit when they ain't fuck with me (Z)
Now they fuck with me because a nigga got some Zs (Z, Z, Z)
Got some Zs, E, got a couple Zs, Z shit
Got some Zs, E, got a couple Zs, Z shit
He don’t get no sleep, he don't get no sleep
He don't get no sleep, he a fucking creep, ayy
Watch me run up in your city with a cigarette (Z shit)
Watch me run up in your city, get her coochie wet (Z)
She ain't fuck with me, she ain't fuck the team (Z)
She only like me 'cause I got a couple Zs
In the backseat with a cigarette on me, Z
Bitch, I'm depressed, what else do I fucking mean? Z
All my songs talk about how sad I am, Z
Need to hype that shit up and get another beat, Z
All this shit I got on guitar, they ain't fuck with me Z
Got me screaming all these years, tryna fucking scream, Z
I am sick of screaming, I am sick of talking, E, Z
They ain’t like me ’cause I'm- *coughing*
All this fucking screaming got my voice stressed out (Z shit)
Can’t even raise my voice without letting a breath out (Z shit)
I keep coughing, keep talking to these fake boys (Z shit)
And these fake bitches, and, boy, I'm so annoyed (Z, Z shit)
[Interlude]
Fuck every bitch I've ever came into communication with
You stress me the fuck out (Yo, stop talking 'bout yourself)
(Stop talking ’bout yourself)
The absolute [?] all hell fuck out (Stop, yo, bring- bring- bring the- bring the the rap back)
Okay, yeah
[Verse 2]
They wanna hear me growl over on a fucking beat
Bitch, y'all don't hear that song that I just did with Jay Vee
About 8 months ago, that was real tears
Niggas called that shit trash, well, they probably fucking right
[Outro]
They probably right
They probably fucking right
Whatever
[?]
[?] gotta do this shit
I've been depressed as fuck for the past... (Z)
How many years has it been? Oh (Z, Z, Z)
Eighteen years of my life (Z, Z, bringing the Z shit back)
Seventeen, nineteen, twenty, fucking forever (I’m bringing it back, bringing that Z shit back)
Fucking forever, fuck it, ayy (Fuck it, Z, Z, Z)
Ayy, yeah, ayy (Z, alright, fucking hate myself)
[Verse 1]
All I wanted was some help, now it's fuck everybody (Z, Z)
In your city, in a lobby [?] (Z, Z, Z, shit)
Everybody give a shit when they ain't fuck with me (Z)
Now they fuck with me because a nigga got some Zs (Z, Z, Z)
Got some Zs, E, got a couple Zs, Z shit
Got some Zs, E, got a couple Zs, Z shit
He don’t get no sleep, he don't get no sleep
He don't get no sleep, he a fucking creep, ayy
Watch me run up in your city with a cigarette (Z shit)
Watch me run up in your city, get her coochie wet (Z)
She ain't fuck with me, she ain't fuck the team (Z)
She only like me 'cause I got a couple Zs
In the backseat with a cigarette on me, Z
Bitch, I'm depressed, what else do I fucking mean? Z
All my songs talk about how sad I am, Z
Need to hype that shit up and get another beat, Z
All this shit I got on guitar, they ain't fuck with me Z
Got me screaming all these years, tryna fucking scream, Z
I am sick of screaming, I am sick of talking, E, Z
They ain’t like me ’cause I'm- *coughing*
All this fucking screaming got my voice stressed out (Z shit)
Can’t even raise my voice without letting a breath out (Z shit)
I keep coughing, keep talking to these fake boys (Z shit)
And these fake bitches, and, boy, I'm so annoyed (Z, Z shit)
[Interlude]
Fuck every bitch I've ever came into communication with
You stress me the fuck out (Yo, stop talking 'bout yourself)
(Stop talking ’bout yourself)
The absolute [?] all hell fuck out (Stop, yo, bring- bring- bring the- bring the the rap back)
Okay, yeah
[Verse 2]
They wanna hear me growl over on a fucking beat
Bitch, y'all don't hear that song that I just did with Jay Vee
About 8 months ago, that was real tears
Niggas called that shit trash, well, they probably fucking right
[Outro]
They probably right
They probably fucking right
Whatever