Ten Toes by Tricky Jake Lyrics
[Intro]
Teacher: Robert Anthone?
RA: Here
Teacher: Kobey Basom?
KB: Here
Teacher: Levi Decker?
LD: Here
Teacher: Jacob Hepner?
Jacob Hepner?
Jacob Hepner?
[Verse 1]
A consistent theme to me is ACT, 'cause I feel tested
While in the quest of buildin' CDs man, I'm tryna break some records
Wishin' I could live a healthy life with little to no effort
But I know that don't exist, even livin' loose can have its pressures
I can't fool myself no more man, I've been livin' with depression
I'm tryin' to be happy with very little succession
Feelin' like I am the only reason for my own oppression
Nowadays fightin' off temptations to rope up my neck and
Kick the stool and just finally nut up and fuckin' end it
If you ain't have a clue, I'll tell you, suicide is very prevalent
Are the people that tell me they love me really fake, or are they genuine
What to do, I'm not really sure, I guess that's evident
Relative to that subject, man I'm fallin' in and out of love
Reminiscent of what we used to have, got me fucked up
I know you say it's not the truth but I know I wasn't enough
For somebody as smart as you, but I'm about to suck it up
Because it's life
You live and learn, when bridges burn, you roll the dice
You meet new people, reacquaint yourself with different lives
But nevermind
What the fuck is up with this fuckin' divide
I know that god is with me but I gotta ask him why
Do I feel so fucking alone
My mind is reaching critical stages of health, my wealth is dry
I cry at night
I plead for help, can't do it myself
Well
I shell out emotions and I hate myself
For it
But I know goddamn well
Life is only as glorious
As you make it, but you can't fake it
Life ain't easy bitch, it's weighted
Keep it steady movin' bitch
Don't become complacent
Keep the evil out your life, and don't start dancin' round with satan
Homie my mind is fuckin' racin'
My heart is fuckin' tainted
I wish I didn't have one as much as I hate to say it
But I got feelings too
Even when I say my feelings through
I'm a generous fuckin' dude, don't get that shit confused
But I know one day, I'm finna make it out this rain
Momma always told me there finna be brighter days
And I'm not sure how far I'm finna make it in this game
But one thing's for damn sure, y'all finna remember Tricky Jake
Teacher: Robert Anthone?
RA: Here
Teacher: Kobey Basom?
KB: Here
Teacher: Levi Decker?
LD: Here
Teacher: Jacob Hepner?
Jacob Hepner?
Jacob Hepner?
[Verse 1]
A consistent theme to me is ACT, 'cause I feel tested
While in the quest of buildin' CDs man, I'm tryna break some records
Wishin' I could live a healthy life with little to no effort
But I know that don't exist, even livin' loose can have its pressures
I can't fool myself no more man, I've been livin' with depression
I'm tryin' to be happy with very little succession
Feelin' like I am the only reason for my own oppression
Nowadays fightin' off temptations to rope up my neck and
Kick the stool and just finally nut up and fuckin' end it
If you ain't have a clue, I'll tell you, suicide is very prevalent
Are the people that tell me they love me really fake, or are they genuine
What to do, I'm not really sure, I guess that's evident
Relative to that subject, man I'm fallin' in and out of love
Reminiscent of what we used to have, got me fucked up
I know you say it's not the truth but I know I wasn't enough
For somebody as smart as you, but I'm about to suck it up
Because it's life
You live and learn, when bridges burn, you roll the dice
You meet new people, reacquaint yourself with different lives
But nevermind
What the fuck is up with this fuckin' divide
I know that god is with me but I gotta ask him why
Do I feel so fucking alone
My mind is reaching critical stages of health, my wealth is dry
I cry at night
I plead for help, can't do it myself
Well
I shell out emotions and I hate myself
For it
But I know goddamn well
Life is only as glorious
As you make it, but you can't fake it
Life ain't easy bitch, it's weighted
Keep it steady movin' bitch
Don't become complacent
Keep the evil out your life, and don't start dancin' round with satan
Homie my mind is fuckin' racin'
My heart is fuckin' tainted
I wish I didn't have one as much as I hate to say it
But I got feelings too
Even when I say my feelings through
I'm a generous fuckin' dude, don't get that shit confused
But I know one day, I'm finna make it out this rain
Momma always told me there finna be brighter days
And I'm not sure how far I'm finna make it in this game
But one thing's for damn sure, y'all finna remember Tricky Jake