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Lyrify.me

Brain Splatter by Manhunter Lyrics

Genre: rap | Year: 2016

[Verse 1]
My friends calling me an enigma
Well that shit ain't in my horoscope
I'm talking about me fucking killing folk
It said I'm a fucking Libra, but I don't fit that description
I'm just sitting in my class simply wishing people would understand
I've got problems when it comes to fam
But I got a girl who understands, why I jam to this depressing shit
Because I relate, when I hear it I hope I can change my fate before the string is cut
'Cuz I'm outta luck, now I'm sitting here understanding like fuck
I ain't stuck, I control me like "K" controls the scene
I ain't truly hoping for fame, or to truly join the game
But if I did that would be great, I can control my fate
I know it, I ain't no saint, and I ain't that great
I can't use the paint, that I was given to create this art
I know for a fact I won't leave a mark

[Verse 2]
If I posted this I might have to drop the mic
I don't want to be the next Khaled
That ain't the image that I want to feed
I hope this is what I need to sew the seeds
I just hope that I blossom, I don't want them to see my buds and toss them
But if I don't make it, then I won't pursue it, and I won't work at what you don't want, I will not flaunt what you hate, and don't want
Sometimes all I need is to have someone see me, and know that someone heard
But that won't make me cured
I'm so messed up
[Bridge]
If you ask what's up, I won't answer, but inside I cry
I'm that guy who just hides his life
You could call me Walter White
Hiding my demons like, "Blue Sky", but I'll burn the sky like the Hindenburg
I singe the Earth, I singe the dirt, when I get hurt

[Verse 3]
Sometimes I think I should go out with Kurt
Sometimes I hurt my brain when I think of Cobain, and I can't do the same thing
Me and Death just have some flings, she just sings for me to join her
But I'm happy with the girl I have, so I can't be sad
But then I think of Dad, I just get mad, some think it a fad
To resent the man that created me
Some say he's my biggest fan
But fuck him, it's coming out that I would chuck him
Here comes the Burg, and I start to burn, my insides start to churn
I hope he burns in hell, now I know know my feelings well
But I feel bad
'Cuz my hatred makes my Mom sad
But I know it not a fad, to fucking hate my fucking Dad
Now my feelings out, they came out like a spout to drench my friends, and I take it out on them
I promise it won't happen again, I won't let my balloon fill, then my mood spill
I need to chill, and let me kill time
I know, I'll write rhymes and try to find what's going on inside my mind
[Verse 4]
I don't think it'll come if I keep sucking my thumb
So I find time, to write rhymes, find what's wrong and realize I've won
It's been fun, but I can see the sun, so I am free of my chains
I control my brain, and know I won't run the rap game, or rise to fame, but it doesn't matter
I just know I won't make my brain splatter