[bad word] - Metallica Sample]
 What I've felt
 what I've known
 never shined through in what I've shown
 never be
 never see
 won't see what might have been

 what I've felt
 what I've known
 never shined through in what I've shown
 never free
 never me
 so I dub thee unforgiven

[Verse 1]
 Lets talk about the [bad word]  lets talk about the pain
 Some people say they love you, but that don't mean a thang
 Some folks is so naive, not me.. I go insane
 Some people dap you, they hug you.. they do it all in vain
 That's my depression talking.. maybe it's really real
 Maybe them doctors was right, and maybe I'm really ill
 See I can't really chill.. without feeling the guilt of me
 Stealing these pills ...
 Is anybody feeling me still?
  [bad word]  except for the hood.. nobody told me, I ever couldn't
 Instead, I pushed.. back when they told me I never would
 Looking at me, like I was just a crook
 I express the hood, and what I see on the daily
 My scenery daily....
 Task force.. & E's daily
 task y'all.. being me daily
 They want to put, 3 in me nail me
 This is stuff, you only read on The Daily
 Had product, but ain't supply it then..
 High off more than weed..so the product just got me higher than..
 Product of my environment
 Look-at-where-they-put-me.. and look where they telling me I gotta be
 Stop and see, the robberies ..the poverty..
 Naw fam, its not for me..
 Its got to be, an opt atleast
 Without-dudes-gettin'-chased-by police
 So they gave us film, sport.. and the gift to make a hot CD
 Back to the wall, against the ropes..
 Nothings believable, feezable.. they don't believe in you
 You've been verbally beaten to...
 pulse, so the result to you think nothing is reachable
 Reasonable, I tell you [bad word] [bad word]  Yeah haters, even YOU! 
 [bad word] 

[Verse 2]
 Now take your hands, and wave 'em high
 They told me I can't, but I said "why?!"
 Like, [bad word] it, I'll try...
 NOT [bad word] it and die..
 See, this is real emotion we deal wit'
 Often, and don't reveal it..
 Often we stuff it inside, but I'm like [bad word] it.. lets ride..
 I-- do what I do, because I do what I do what I feel
 THEY-- do what they do, in hopes of what they do.. they appeal
 They got a image, and a persona that they gotta fill
 That they better do, for revenue.. so labels will be thrilled
 Kind-of-feel like a wanted man...
 I can't talk to folk, cause when I ask 'em to [bad word] me
 All-they-wanna-do-is-judge-me
 I'm feeling like they don't understand
 (I'm) feeling like ain't too many people friendly
 I feel like ain't too many people are what they pretend to be
 Cause I'm in that zone, when I feel alone
 Like everybody is against me
 I just feel like I'm worst enemy
 And naw, its not a cry for no sympathy
 I'm just thinkin' outloud, to a crowd-- I'm just tryna figure out some remedy
 Almost like every lesson, almost like every jewel, every tool..
 That's ever been lent to me..
 For the moment, is gone..
 I'm like a new born..
 I feel like a man wit' no memory..
 Slow it down for a second, make sure I'm not losing you..
 Or confusing you, I'm delusional
 Ever you never been there, then you have no idea what illusions do..
 Through and through, I'm hoping none of these signs aren't vital..
 Or none of these rhymes.. inside the recital..
 Why do it mean, I'm suicidal?
 I'm ain't that Houston dude...
 But-- I'm a MANIAC!
 Don't get over, [bad word] or sober..
 This the same way I'd act..
 And I'm strivin' to pull together..
 But atleast until these voices inside of me..
 Go forever, be aloft- I'm liable to do whatever.. (c'mon!)
 [bad word] x2]