Crypt - Tales From The Crypt II lyrics

This right here is how I kick off the album
I don't really care about the outcome
I just wanna tell a couple
Stories and prove to everybody
That I'm more than you think
About me times a thousand
I spent the last year looking
Back on my accomplishments
Ignoring all the compliments
I don't ever really talk about 'em
'Cause the second that I do
One of you is gonna choose
To ruin my mood and bring me down some
I can never get a glimpse of
Happiness 'cause every time it happens
I'll just think about the
Accidents that might come
People on the internet remind me
That I ain't shit and I agree with them
But I pretend that I doubt 'em
I remember backstage, back in Omaha


Matt told me stop making rap
Records all about 'em but it's hard
Because a part of me doesn't even
Want a part of this shit
But the other part wants all of it
I'm in the middle like Malcolm
How come every time I open my feed
There's so many comments
Filled with positivity
But there's seconds of it negative
It's inevitable that, in my head
All the positive has been outdone
If you dealt with the hatred I
Get on a day-to day basis
I promise you wouldn't make it
So don't even try
The only person that should
Hate me is myself, and I do
But you? I've never even given
You a reason why and more times than not
I lay in bed and I sigh
Thinkin' what it would be like
If I would've died
That's the time you see me
Hop on the Instagram Live
And chat with you guys
Runnin' away from my mind
Somebody says some dumb shit to
Get under my skin
Then I circle back around to
Where my night begins
And I'm trapped with my thoughts to
Bring my life to an end
I saw a therapist back in college
And he didn't do shit
All my life is like "Ring Around the Rosie"
Spinnin' in circles
Burnin' to ashes slowly
Writin' my hurt down in a
Verse before it gets worse
And I have to book a
Fuckin' hearse to hold me
And these albums are where I
Let it all hang out
And show my scars for all to play loud
My mom didn't even know I
Tried to kill myself
Until I put "Tales from the Crypt" out
I remember writing some of those
Tracks I couldn't even record
In the studio with Joey
Cryin' like a baby boy
All the scars are real
And all the stories are facts
So if you listen
You'll see I'm way more than fast rap
That's why it affects me bad
And I get real mad
When these people tell me that
Only I rap real fast
Or I copy this or I copy that
Or I sound like him or I sound like that
'Cause I pull it all out, deep from inside
Back from the depths of my dark, black mind
Each track that I decide to write
Shaves off a couple good years of my life
I debated on droppin' this or not
I can't lie 'Cause no matter what
It's gonna be an uphill climb
'Cause before you even click
You got a thought of what this is
And every time I do that thought
You're gonna box me in
I got the stigma of a fast white rapper
'Cause I'm white and I rap fast
But why can't I just rap how
I like and you listen
Without labelin' my craft?
'Cause I do rap fast, but I also rap slow
For Christ's sake
I've shown you part of my soul
"I'm Not Okay", "Night In September"
"The End" these are examples of my holes
These are the parts of my soul that I wrote
And took from my dome and spoke
So you can relate back home
These are the locks of my brain that I broke
And dove into so you can know what I know
And this album is more of that
I've got so many stories
That have been untapped so sit back
And listen up and buckle up for the ride
This is Tales From the Crypt
Of how I'm buried alive