Anonymous - Going Under lyrics

[Intro] "You need to start taking care of yourself. Not sitting outside getting high by yourself at one o-f**ing-clock in the morning. Got it? That's not normal. It's not! Do you think it's normal?...Honestly. Answer me" [XL] Exhale the vapor thinking bout how Imma get the paper It's either now or later, time is short, I pray I make it You sit and pray I place myself up in harm's way Keep an arm's length like gym cla** and ball games It's all pain straight pacing round all day Never show emotions so you know I got the poker face Put your chips on 'em like a rabbit in a rat race I'm interstellar when she tellin' me that she needs space Hoes pay me 'fore they blow me so there's no connection It's a cla** act, they need to teach another lesson Take a hall pa** unless you want your soul snatched Need a preacher just to tell me my mistakes are all blessings I'm doubled up now, similar to Smith & Wesson A lethal weapon when we k**ing every mic we checkin' Little wrestlers when it comes to talking that sh** My b**h Bruce Wayne swear to God she goin' batsh** [Hook]: (Grandmaster Flash & The Furious Five) "It's like a jungle sometimes It makes me wonder how I keep from going under" (x4) [Anonymous] It never glitters cause the shatter never glistens Cause it's splatter Doesn't matter, that's how you dish it on a platter Hood doctor, hit a n***a's line flat Let's reread the thoughts I had all the way a year back High school, I bombed that Because I decided that I'd wreck more mics than Conrad I'm bruisin' til I'm out my mind, yo I pour a 40 out for all the n***as that get dropped by 5-0 p**y rules the world, but it can get ahold of you Just because you own it doesn't mean it won't be owning you So before you takin' Daddy's cash, and Daddy's whip, and Daddy's stash so you can roll a fatty spliff Just consider what your Daddy thinks of that sh** Before you out there wreaking havoc, causing madness You like Cinemax after dark, you n***as is all bark I'm like honor rolls on adderall, I'm on the road to lots of dough [Hook]: (Grandmaster Flash & The Furious Five) [XL] More clever when my a** is in the studio I ain't stupid though, in fact I'll school you on this music hoe I'm planning funerals for every runner in my lane Its XL now, graduating to the fame I excel when i press L's up to my frame And I can tell when a fake is in the presence of greatness They don't know they in the great's nest When they pick me up they'll be like "Damn, what a great catch" Place bets that success is what I'm gonna see Unless they got a tech and I ain't talking 'bout computer geeks Mic is legendary, stitched with a 2-3 And all my homies I know we always keep the 4-5 Cold world where I'm from, frozen in the summer Surprised that my life hasn't been torn asunder Can't stargaze in Hell but you won't be pulled under We will always prevail, because Always XL