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Contents of the Dead Man's Pocket [Prod. Hopsin]

from Psychometrics by D.Lynch

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about

so many people in this world
so who's real or fake?
talk behind your back
they hands out for a shake
everyones got opinions
got something to say
but if they got a problem
they won't say it your face
they'll tell a homie
in hopes the can relate
its like we aint friends now
we were supposed to be great
now all this fighting is all just futile
how the fuck did we
reach so much hell
from what was beautiful?
what happened to life
is too short to sweat the small shit
if i died today, memories would be dog shit
crying your regrets over my coffin
man this stupid fucking bullshit
happens way too often
someone passes and we're like
i shoulda made more time
ill never be able to get this off of my mind
i should have given help
i just put him on the shelf
things were going on
i was too focused on myself

pre-chorus

we get caught up
lose sight of whats important
til we listen to your voice
on a track you recorded

chorus: (X2)

as i lay my head
down to sleep
i pray to the gods above
for my soul to keep
and if i were some how
to die before i wake
i sold my soul to the devil
so its his to take

I had a homie
get killed over some dumb shit
fight over weed
his room mate starts bugging
takes a swing, yells for his cousin
pulls a gun from the closet
walks up and plugs him
this is a game?
how is this fun?
now his sister got no brother
his moms got no son
all this baggin son
what was the point?
now you're doin 20 to life
for killing over a joint
damn
i knew you wanted to go out
in glory
but not like this yo
rest in peace corey
ashley had the world
aspirations filled her
she was crossing the road
and drunk driver killed her
scott was 17
living in his prime
got dumped
and tasted heart break
for the first time
went to talk a walk
couldn't stop crying
went home and hung himself
with a belt that was mine

Pre-Chorus
Chorus

I know i talk all kinds of crazy shit
believe it or not
there's a message behind what i spit
i know i get crazy
but i got emotions too
i fuck up sometimes
cause im human, just like you
sometimes i wanna off myself too
drown myself in a bottle
but i got shit to do
i just gotta chill
and stop spazzing
reacting
to all the stupid shit
these idiots
be spatting
learn to take my own advice
before im alone and pissed off
my whole fucking life
can't separate thoughts from reality
i think theres more to whats
actually going on
so i face the music then
write it down in a song
man ive been smiling
for far too long
ill pack up my pride
and admit when im wrong

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from Psychometrics, released March 21, 2015

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D.Lynch is an American Hip Hop Artist from Philadelphia, PA

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