Mania by Ettrick Shepherd Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Yo, I’ma give it my best
And I ain’t ever gonna give it a rest
I’m manic and when it come to this shit I’m obsessed
Not the greatest thing for me so picture the mess
I don’t have a match but I’m still hot as fuck
I’m done preaching now I’m all about bossin’ up
Hit rock bottom, now I’m toppin’ up
I got the skill for this so fuck rotten luck
Hey girl, release the latch
Cos I ain’t your puppet, no strings attached
Never gonna give you a kinky slap
Your wish ain’t my command, what you think of that?
I wasn’t born as a ragin’ baby
Had a lady play me and a mate betray me
Anybody who’s said shit about me lately
If you honestly think that you’re safe you’re crazy
I got scores to settle and bones to pick
And I’m no longer gonna lay low with it
Emerging from my dungeon, guns blazing
Cos I’m running low on patience so fuck waiting
I got a bunch of fans I wanna touch base with
I’m still grinding, here’s an update kids
The public takes my art as love/hate
Cos there are peeps who love it while some hate it
[Verse 2]
Uh, I took a break for a second
Now back to work and making a record
Carving a sequel, creating a second
See the rap game? I’m aiming to wreck it
Sorry to anyone who may be affected
By my obsessive waging rage and aggression
Listening to me is like taking a lesson
And sometimes there might be hate in the message
Still I’m making an effort
While what other people create ain’t even vaguely impressive
And I know that the haters resent it
I’ve started dropping so lately I’ve sensed it
I understand I gotta be patient to get it
In too deep and too late for an exit
Your wraps are shit, I ate them for breakfast
Why are you even taking the credit?
[Verse 3]
In a way life is a song
That plays all day and night ’til it’s gone
I’ma chuck an overnighter
This is dope and fire like I’m lighting a bong
Dropped a tape, it was my arrival
Bless the re-entry, your idol’s back
Got over one hundred listens on the title track
So where the fuck is my vinyl plaque?
Started with Me - people played the shit
No hook but I got away with it
The rest of the project got played a bit
But mostly it flopped and there’s no saving it
I guess is success is hard to get right
Until then, I’ma hold my head high
Do what I can just to get by
In my room with a pad and a lead pipe
I feel shit in the day so I write at night
Staying up late tryna find the vibe
And after it’s done I feel quite alright
It’s that self-pleasure kind of grind
If your mood’s low then I’m lifting it
Cos this is the present I was gifted with
And I was gifted with this gift at the present moment
No one else has it, I’m blessed to own it, yo
Yo, I’ma give it my best
And I ain’t ever gonna give it a rest
I’m manic and when it come to this shit I’m obsessed
Not the greatest thing for me so picture the mess
I don’t have a match but I’m still hot as fuck
I’m done preaching now I’m all about bossin’ up
Hit rock bottom, now I’m toppin’ up
I got the skill for this so fuck rotten luck
Hey girl, release the latch
Cos I ain’t your puppet, no strings attached
Never gonna give you a kinky slap
Your wish ain’t my command, what you think of that?
I wasn’t born as a ragin’ baby
Had a lady play me and a mate betray me
Anybody who’s said shit about me lately
If you honestly think that you’re safe you’re crazy
I got scores to settle and bones to pick
And I’m no longer gonna lay low with it
Emerging from my dungeon, guns blazing
Cos I’m running low on patience so fuck waiting
I got a bunch of fans I wanna touch base with
I’m still grinding, here’s an update kids
The public takes my art as love/hate
Cos there are peeps who love it while some hate it
[Verse 2]
Uh, I took a break for a second
Now back to work and making a record
Carving a sequel, creating a second
See the rap game? I’m aiming to wreck it
Sorry to anyone who may be affected
By my obsessive waging rage and aggression
Listening to me is like taking a lesson
And sometimes there might be hate in the message
Still I’m making an effort
While what other people create ain’t even vaguely impressive
And I know that the haters resent it
I’ve started dropping so lately I’ve sensed it
I understand I gotta be patient to get it
In too deep and too late for an exit
Your wraps are shit, I ate them for breakfast
Why are you even taking the credit?
[Verse 3]
In a way life is a song
That plays all day and night ’til it’s gone
I’ma chuck an overnighter
This is dope and fire like I’m lighting a bong
Dropped a tape, it was my arrival
Bless the re-entry, your idol’s back
Got over one hundred listens on the title track
So where the fuck is my vinyl plaque?
Started with Me - people played the shit
No hook but I got away with it
The rest of the project got played a bit
But mostly it flopped and there’s no saving it
I guess is success is hard to get right
Until then, I’ma hold my head high
Do what I can just to get by
In my room with a pad and a lead pipe
I feel shit in the day so I write at night
Staying up late tryna find the vibe
And after it’s done I feel quite alright
It’s that self-pleasure kind of grind
If your mood’s low then I’m lifting it
Cos this is the present I was gifted with
And I was gifted with this gift at the present moment
No one else has it, I’m blessed to own it, yo