Charles Hamilton - Giving In lyrics

Bliss is so irresistible i wanna kiss
You low but then I gotta
Grip your throat and remind you
That the sky and below
Is where I find you i didn't
Know that you like the
Below that I find you in
When I'm climbing in, but
Since I'm the guy to find you
In your nightware in my nightmares
I begin i need to start
Speaking from the heart
People have departed from me
And I don't know why probably 'cause
Of some old guy but the old guy floats by
By my side i ain't even mad at him i
Ain't even gonna say the shit was an accident
I'm more mad about my chattin'
Mouth not having nothing
To rap about so give it to me

I strive for good, then I'm taken out
Of my neighborhood, and given sacred doubt
I just can't fight the feeling
I just can't fight the night

I am my own worse critic
But with every verse it's
Demented my critics are critics
CRITTERS pardon me niggers
But, I ain't tryna sit in the picture
While you figure I am not trying
To get you to be a digger
I am not Dirk Diggler
But my dick is big enough
To hit up a nigga wife and have that
Bitch asking for the pipe every night
Even when I'm not around so
She gotta sit tight and
Recite her favorite song of mine to keep her
Mind strong because she knows my
Python goes quite long
I like talkin' 'bout sex i'm the S-C-O
(SEO) -or-pion score again I don't use
Force, but then, when I do
I force your force to end

I strive for good, then I'm taken out
Of my neighborhood, and given sacred doubt
I just can't fight the feeling
I just can't fight the night

I soak (ed) in pain going in the
Game choking niggas names knowing
What the game is, and aimlessly
Walking it stalking niggas, and then talking
For minutes the minutes that I'm talkin'
Has them offin' niggas who
Come in talkin' 'bout puttin niggas
In coffins then again
That kind of shit sells so I gotta
Do this shit for myself providing for
My mother, and that makes me mad because I
Really can't stand her crazy ass but
I love her how could I not? Probably
Because she like when I "loud
And rock" am I allowed to rock at
My volume without a Valium or a
Costume? God
Soon! Maybe Satan but that's just
The way I'm laying come on, now

I strive for good, then I'm taken out
Of my neighborhood, and given sacred doubt
I just can't fight the feeling
I just can't fight the night