Diabolic - Behind Bars lyrics

I wake up to Vodka Tonic, child support, lots of chronic Hungover, blunts rolled up, just tryin' not to vomit The God's honest truth, I cut my baby mama loose 'Cause the b**h got rotten roots and made me wanna co*k and shoot Cops in hot pursuit, just doin' what I gotta do I'm out makin' product moves, she claims that I'm knockin' boots But how the f**'s my daughter gon be proud of papa deux if daddy's broke, got no loot, can't afford to cop her shoes? That's not how fathers do, I make sure my daughter eats Lock the door before she sleeps, try to keep her off the streets Her mama tortures me, of course I'm forced to deal with it All this drama brought to me like I'm some sort of meal ticket I feel sickness, nauseated by the hunger pains Ain't tryin' to run the game, I want peace, f** the fame What's-her-name got my mother lookin' at her son ashamed So I'm drinkin', thinkin' back, like when's it all gonna change? Life ain't sh** but liquor and splittin' L's Closed off to the outside world in a shell Behind bars, feelin' more like I'm in a shell Attitude's like, I don't give a f**, give 'em hell (x2) I'm an alcoholic pot-smoker, chances are I'm not sober But I don't make my seed deal with the chip on her pop's shoulder I never got over feelin' like I been forsaken Broke, livin' in this basement, at a loss for inspiration Comitting sins of Satan just to fill these dinner plates and Have some dough to finish makin' a lyin' thief's vindication Been as patient as I can, now I'm finished waitin' I'm a bring the winds of change, for some kind of simulation My innovation could have got me major label love But I can't lie, instead of swallowin' my pride I taste my blood The weight above from this paper left my shoulders crushed Like I'm in a cobra clutch, stuck bein' broke as f** My wifey now for real, claims I never open up Why you always goin' buck-wild like you smokin' dust? I don't know enough to answer, I apologize I'm just stoppin' by to tell you 'fore I take this shot and hide Life ain't sh** but liquor and splittin' L's Closed off to the outside world in a shell Behind bars, feelin' more like I'm in a shell Attitude's like, I don't give a f**, give 'em hell (x2) I sold d** and took a few All my friends took 'em too Guzzlin' that wicked brew Ain't sh** I'm shook to do Wifey said, think of how yo mom will look at you Now I'm apologizing to her for the sh** I put her through Used to think there were some people I just couldn't lose Burn a bridge, watch, then turn this sh**, rebuild, good as new That wouldn't prove to be true, the more I recollect I was wrong but better yet, greedy for that treasure chest Left for dead, the pressure gets to me to eat a meal Makes it hard to keep it real, all I do is cheat and steal What I see and feel is bottled up like ketamine Replaced by dime and nickel schemes Balanced on a triple beam Every relationship I had got blown to smithereens Dried my eyes while in between Wiped them out like Mr. Clean I lived a dream, thinkin' I'd wake up and save the day That's all I came to say, now I'm a drink the pain away Life ain't sh** but liquor and splittin' L's Closed off to the outside world in a shell Behind bars, feelin' more like I'm in a shell Attitude's like, I don't give a f**, give 'em hell (x4)