Diabolic - Behind Bars Lyrics
Yo,I wake up to Vodka Tonic, Child support-Lots of chronicHung-Over-Blunt rolled’up, Just tryin’ not to vomitThe God’s honest truth, I cut my baby momma looseCuz the ***** got rotten roots and made me wanna *****’& shootCops in hot pursuit, Just doing what I gotta doI’m out makin’ product move’ She claims that I’m knockin’ bootsBut how the *****’s my daughter gon’ be proud of poppa deuxIf daddy’s broke got no loot, Can’t afford to cop her shoesThat’s not what fathers do I make sure my daughter eatsLock the door before she sleeps, Try to keep her off the streetHer momma tortures me, Of course I’m force to deal with it’All this drama brought to me like I’m some sort of meal ticketI feel sickness nauseated by the hunger painAin’t tryna run the game, I wanna peace’ ***** the fameWhat’s an aim’ Got my mother lookin’ at her son in shameSo i’m drinking, Thinkin’ back like when’s it all gonna change?Life ain’t shit but liquor & splittin’ L’sClosed off to the outside world in a shellBehind bars feeling more like I’m in a cellAttitude’s like’ I don’t give a *****, Give’em hell (x2)I’m an alcoholic pot-smoker, Chances are I’m not soberBut I don’t make my seed deal with the chip on her pop’shoulderI never got over feeling like I’ve been forsakenBroke ’Living in this basement’ Out of loss for inspirationCommitting sins of Satan to fill these dinner platesAnd have some dough to finish makin’a lying thief’s vindicationBeen as patient as I can but now I’m finished waitin’I’ma bring the winds of change for some kind of simulationMy innovation could’ve got me major label loveBut I can’t lie instead of swallowing my pride, I taste my bloodThe weight above from this paper left my shoulder’s crushedLike I’m in a cobra clutch, Stuck bein’ broke as *****My wifey now is real’ claims I never open upWhy you always goin’buckwild like you smoking dust?I don’t know enough to answer’ I apologizeI’m just stoppin’by to tell you for I take this shot & hideLife ain’t shit but liquor & splittin’ L’sClosed off to the outside world in a shellBehind bars feeling more like I’m in a cellAttitude’s like’ I don’t give a *****, Give’em hell (x2)I sold drugs and took a few, All my friends took’em tooGuzzeling that crooked brew Ain’t shit I’m shook to doWifey said’ Think of how ya mom will look at youNow I’m apologizing to her for the shit I’ve put her throughUsed to think there were some people I just couldn’t looseBurn a bridge watch and turn this shit rebuild good as newThat wouldn’t prove to be true the more I recollectI was wrong but better yet’ Greedy for that treasure chestLeft for death, The pressure gets to me to eat a mealMakes it hard to keep it real, All I do is cheat & stealWhat I see & feel is bottled up like ketamineReplaced by diamond nickle schemes,Balanced on a triple beamEvery relationship I had got blown to smithereensDrama I was in between’ Wiped’em out like Mr.CleanI lived a dream thinkin’ I wake up and save the dayThat’s all I came to say Now I’ma drink the pain awayLife ain’t shit but liquor & splittin’ L’sClosed off to the outside world in a shellBehind bars feeling more like I’m in a cellAttitude’s like’ I don’t give a *****, Give’em hell (x4)
