Enigma by Markie on Mars Lyrics
[Intro]
You know, everybody has a story that is their life
And I just want to tell you guys a little bit about mine
[Verse 1]
Listen, I'm always lookin' heavy but I'm really sad
Got some shit on my mind it's creepin' from the past
Imagine coming home from school then you see your dad
Throwin' hands domestic violence cause mommy's throwin' back
And daddy's hittin' mommy, so mommy's hittin' me
Oh shit what's that on the ground, oh that's mommy's teeth
I won't give you visuals or go into the 'deets
You said you wanna see my life so let's go take a peek
I was just a kid all I wanted was some peace
I ain't get that shit so I went straight to the streets
I ain't talk about my feelings so I rep the beat
Losing sleep, I don't want your praise or petty sympathy
[Pre Verse 2]
No sympathy, for sissy or me or mommy or daddy
Or anybody involved because, my dad always told mе my family's built off evil, and I don't think evil peoplе really deserve it
[Verse 2}
I'm lookin' at my past I'm tryna get over my trauma
I ain't got no hatred for my daddy or my momma
I'm just tryna figure out why I got dealt this hand
Like, like, like where the fuck did I get all this karma?
I don't know, maybe it's from my mommy's past
I don't know, I'm tryna go understand why dad
He ain't hit me back, he ain't hit me back
Man that shit it made me angry man it made me mad
All I ever tried to do was go and make you proud
Now I'm sittin' here wondering why you not around
Maybe next time I see you, you goin' in the ground
Maybe next time I see you, we chillin' in the clouds
Sike, we both goin' to hell, sike, we both goin' to hell
[Pre Verse 3]
I don't really believe in that heaven and hell shit, but if it's real I'm probably, going
[Verse 3]
Starring at the bottom of a bottle gettin' sober
Thinkin' bout my problems but I'm only gettin' older
I blame you, for being so sad and angry no relationships and why I can't go out and commit to anything, or anyone
I thought you loved me, your second son
Or maybe third I don't know
This shit's a joke man let me know
Maybe you shoulda left being a dad to others and stuck to sellin' dope
[Outro]
Wow, that was a lot to get off my chest, that was a lot to put out there, um, you know basically what I'm tryna say is, you know everybody has a story that is their life, um, and we all have problems and we all have traumas, and you know just because somebody's struggles aren't comparable to what you're going through doesn't mean their not struggles, and I feel like if everyone had that similar understanding that the world would be a better place you know, yea life sucks it's hard, but we should all just be a little more positive, show a little bit more love, give more hugs, smile more, I don't know, I love you guys
You know, everybody has a story that is their life
And I just want to tell you guys a little bit about mine
[Verse 1]
Listen, I'm always lookin' heavy but I'm really sad
Got some shit on my mind it's creepin' from the past
Imagine coming home from school then you see your dad
Throwin' hands domestic violence cause mommy's throwin' back
And daddy's hittin' mommy, so mommy's hittin' me
Oh shit what's that on the ground, oh that's mommy's teeth
I won't give you visuals or go into the 'deets
You said you wanna see my life so let's go take a peek
I was just a kid all I wanted was some peace
I ain't get that shit so I went straight to the streets
I ain't talk about my feelings so I rep the beat
Losing sleep, I don't want your praise or petty sympathy
[Pre Verse 2]
No sympathy, for sissy or me or mommy or daddy
Or anybody involved because, my dad always told mе my family's built off evil, and I don't think evil peoplе really deserve it
[Verse 2}
I'm lookin' at my past I'm tryna get over my trauma
I ain't got no hatred for my daddy or my momma
I'm just tryna figure out why I got dealt this hand
Like, like, like where the fuck did I get all this karma?
I don't know, maybe it's from my mommy's past
I don't know, I'm tryna go understand why dad
He ain't hit me back, he ain't hit me back
Man that shit it made me angry man it made me mad
All I ever tried to do was go and make you proud
Now I'm sittin' here wondering why you not around
Maybe next time I see you, you goin' in the ground
Maybe next time I see you, we chillin' in the clouds
Sike, we both goin' to hell, sike, we both goin' to hell
[Pre Verse 3]
I don't really believe in that heaven and hell shit, but if it's real I'm probably, going
[Verse 3]
Starring at the bottom of a bottle gettin' sober
Thinkin' bout my problems but I'm only gettin' older
I blame you, for being so sad and angry no relationships and why I can't go out and commit to anything, or anyone
I thought you loved me, your second son
Or maybe third I don't know
This shit's a joke man let me know
Maybe you shoulda left being a dad to others and stuck to sellin' dope
[Outro]
Wow, that was a lot to get off my chest, that was a lot to put out there, um, you know basically what I'm tryna say is, you know everybody has a story that is their life, um, and we all have problems and we all have traumas, and you know just because somebody's struggles aren't comparable to what you're going through doesn't mean their not struggles, and I feel like if everyone had that similar understanding that the world would be a better place you know, yea life sucks it's hard, but we should all just be a little more positive, show a little bit more love, give more hugs, smile more, I don't know, I love you guys