Endsightt - The Plight lyrics

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Endsightt - The Plight lyrics

[Verse 1] Doesn't everyone wanna talk about their problems Doesn't anyone wanna hear about them? What's the point? No one can solve them So, why even care? Why compare my scars to yours? We all deal differently, we all want sympathy Where's mine specifically? Unemployed no empathy given Filled a million applications still cringing for a call No one gives a f** at all, stop b**hing "Get a job" echoes swallow my pride "Get a job" echoes wallow and bide Wash them dishes, da f** your kidding make a living Nothing given ya must be trippin, can't be slippin This or prison! Partition my ambition, no decision Unforgiven, just submission, just tradition No recognition just repetition AHHHH! [Chorus] What do I have to do? I give up my arms and my legs for you! I give it all for who? What yall want me to do? [Verse 2] I see too many getting praise Too many rainy days Gold versus grays, sold slaves selling others some game They exchange morality and their name for their reality to be delayed I sit and see what happens If nothing will I do the same or will I be dragging? What am I lacking? Courage to do or not do Asking myself if I'm man enough or man enough not to Who's gonna stop you? "I got you" But who? [Chorus] What do I have to do? I give up my arms and my legs for you! I give it all for who? What yall want me to do? [Verse 3] Do I just go on without asking? Should I separate myself just a fraction? Do I compromise? Why or why should I? I mean where's my reward today? If I collect now there's hell to pay They try to say there's hell either way If that's true, If that's true why do I still say no to you But deep down I say yes I know I'd say yes too Like all I do is write these raps Where is this even getting me, is this even my path? Is this even a craft? Cheese is seen in other peoples grasps I look at my pockets and laugh Is this a joke cause I'm taken so lightly I see doctrines and degrees as they look behind to find me What's poetry if it ain't paying the bills? What's a poet to a room filled with success telling them how you feel and they pitch you just a "yes" They would be bumping me if I changed my taste or put my dreams to rest Define success Is their prosthetic for a purpose? Can you euphonize a fate? My destiny is in the waiting room nervous Anastasia my destiny with delay What yall want me to say? Can't yall see my pain? What do I got to do? I just want yall too listen to me too Rolling stone Student loans Can I just get a grasp or should I just go home? In heaven, I often drift in my mind Can I get on my grind or am I wasting my time? How dare they have it and not me! Watch me snatch it and make them bleed like I bleed! [Outro] I can be a wolf, k** all these sheeps Wooooooo