End Up On the News by The Immortal 8n9 Lyrics
Man it's so hard for me sleep because I'm stressed out
Demons in my ear telling me to pull this tech out
And make you disappear cuz you know that I'm the best out
And act like you don't hear it cuz you want me to be left out
But I'm not going nowhere except for everywhere and anywhere I want
Don't try to stop cuz I'll roll you up and smoke you like a blunt
Forced trauma be the cause of death
As the result of you failing to print another check
I'm not these industry cats nеver wasting my breath
I ain't no rapper or actor I do this for my kids
So if you don't diе you better run my bread
Before I come into the studio... and buss ya head
It's princibellities smokey so you must wake up dead
Cuz I ain't playing with you faggets
You are all some easy targets regardless of social status
Catch you on the red carpet while all of the cameras are flashin
I will show No Mercy to those who interfere with my stackin cuz
Hook:
I took a lot of loses, but that was in the past
If you try to burn me now I'm setting fire to that ass
And yes I have a lot to lose but even more to prove
So whether it is fame or murder I will end up on the news
Verse:
You don't get it the reason why I do not be specific
Cuz I really don't like opening up and telling my business
But I'm starting to feel that if I don't get it off my chest
Every person who does not share my blood will need a vest
And that's just coming from my stress I have no grudges in my soul
Except for George Zimmerman and those who play with my dough
I used to talk about the politics and how to stop the violence
The I started taking loses and began to move in silence
They used to call me the quiet 8n9 cuz I didn't speak
Walk in take my pay without a word then turn around and leave
They would ask me for my name and I'd just keep it moving
It was all about the money for me no points to be provin
I just do it and everything I drop is amazing
Walk in the booth it's freezing cold but when I walk out it is blazing
Because (I CAUGHT CRAZY) Like N9na
So you better make a payment cuz when I begin to spray it bullets spin you like a ballerina
Hook:
I took a lot of loses, but that was in the past
If you try to burn me now I'm setting fire to that ass
And yes I have a lot to lose but even more to prove
So whether it is fame or murder I will end up on the news
Verse:
Yes I will end up on the news regardless of what it takes
It could be from in the booth, the radio or the stage
I could run around the streets releasing all of my rage
Or just take it out on you because you are the one to blame
For you this is just a game for me it's anger and pain
Catastrophes of my soul and calamities of my brain
I just lost my grandmother it got me going insane
Cuz no matter what I do I just can not handle the pain
No more humble raps stabbing everybody who mumble raps
I'm done with gats strapped with a knife, sword, dagger, and axe
Bout to cut my way through this industry
I tried to be friendly, I guess I need to make enemies
Well they're more like victims
I have no mercy left to give, tired of being dismissive
From now on I'm taking what I want cuz I don't need permission
And if you try to get my way, then you will be the mission
Body missin all becuz the stupid ish dat you was spittin
Demons in my ear telling me to pull this tech out
And make you disappear cuz you know that I'm the best out
And act like you don't hear it cuz you want me to be left out
But I'm not going nowhere except for everywhere and anywhere I want
Don't try to stop cuz I'll roll you up and smoke you like a blunt
Forced trauma be the cause of death
As the result of you failing to print another check
I'm not these industry cats nеver wasting my breath
I ain't no rapper or actor I do this for my kids
So if you don't diе you better run my bread
Before I come into the studio... and buss ya head
It's princibellities smokey so you must wake up dead
Cuz I ain't playing with you faggets
You are all some easy targets regardless of social status
Catch you on the red carpet while all of the cameras are flashin
I will show No Mercy to those who interfere with my stackin cuz
Hook:
I took a lot of loses, but that was in the past
If you try to burn me now I'm setting fire to that ass
And yes I have a lot to lose but even more to prove
So whether it is fame or murder I will end up on the news
Verse:
You don't get it the reason why I do not be specific
Cuz I really don't like opening up and telling my business
But I'm starting to feel that if I don't get it off my chest
Every person who does not share my blood will need a vest
And that's just coming from my stress I have no grudges in my soul
Except for George Zimmerman and those who play with my dough
I used to talk about the politics and how to stop the violence
The I started taking loses and began to move in silence
They used to call me the quiet 8n9 cuz I didn't speak
Walk in take my pay without a word then turn around and leave
They would ask me for my name and I'd just keep it moving
It was all about the money for me no points to be provin
I just do it and everything I drop is amazing
Walk in the booth it's freezing cold but when I walk out it is blazing
Because (I CAUGHT CRAZY) Like N9na
So you better make a payment cuz when I begin to spray it bullets spin you like a ballerina
Hook:
I took a lot of loses, but that was in the past
If you try to burn me now I'm setting fire to that ass
And yes I have a lot to lose but even more to prove
So whether it is fame or murder I will end up on the news
Verse:
Yes I will end up on the news regardless of what it takes
It could be from in the booth, the radio or the stage
I could run around the streets releasing all of my rage
Or just take it out on you because you are the one to blame
For you this is just a game for me it's anger and pain
Catastrophes of my soul and calamities of my brain
I just lost my grandmother it got me going insane
Cuz no matter what I do I just can not handle the pain
No more humble raps stabbing everybody who mumble raps
I'm done with gats strapped with a knife, sword, dagger, and axe
Bout to cut my way through this industry
I tried to be friendly, I guess I need to make enemies
Well they're more like victims
I have no mercy left to give, tired of being dismissive
From now on I'm taking what I want cuz I don't need permission
And if you try to get my way, then you will be the mission
Body missin all becuz the stupid ish dat you was spittin