David Parra, JL, Spice, K-Rino, King Iso - O.C.D. (Obsessively Compressing Demons) lyrics
[David Parra, JL, Spice, K-Rino, King Iso - O.C.D. Obsessively Compressing Demons lyrics]
Biggest fight you gon' ever
Have is with yourself
But, you already know that
You win some, and you damn sure lose some
But, you keep on goin' man oCD, check it
Lot of pain, lot of hate, lot of malice
Dealin' with my internal dilemmas
Is a challenge
My psychological status is and unbalanced
Steady tryna get any benefit from my talents
Questions, no answers, thoughts
I didn't plan this still standing back
Never painted on the canvas
The picture trampling through my
Mental and running rampant
Praying my plan answers the
City of second chances
I'm going through the process
Still I'm undecided
Nobody to fight with so I keep it private
Standing and held hostage
Skeletons in my closet let me read a list of
What I'm dissatisfied with
Pandering, gossip, lies, told and unrighteous
Me struggling just to get control of my vices
I'm hoping to get a hold
And show that a crisis
And the peace embedded in my
Soul will be priceless
Every time I see a new baby I say
"Would he be the answer to
My prayers when I pray?"
Destroying the Devil whenever he's
On a tirade
Prays to Allah, Jeovah, God or Yahweh
A lot of words that I shouldn't have said
But, I'm a product of the fiends
That were put in my head
Over the years, even I got took and misled
But still I never sold out when
I was looking for bread now in denial
It's kinda hard to laugh and smile
I'll be gripped that I never
Gave my parents a grandchild
Am I worthy of being treated
Like I'm the man? How?
What I do a young dude, I understand now
Time don't stand still
Dealing with your troubles
It can get so real
I'm pushing 'cause I never wanna miss no meal
You can't run away from getting your medicine
You gotta take your pill
It's not too late, yeah it's not too late
To live a live away from my OCD
My OCD my OCD, oh yeah oh yeah
Fight this until I'm lifeless
Prayed about it, still I'm like this
Mighty naughty mon, non righteous
Struggling to find God's likeness
Regulating my endorphins in the morning
Uncoordinated forces not conforming
Surely my brain is where the war's in
Orchestrating how the thing
Is being performed
Is it 'cause I've been navigated by negative?
Maybe it's 'cause my behaviour
Is too repetitive?
It could be insanity inherited
From a relative maybe the lane I'm in in
The game is too competitive
But a firm I got a hold of you
It's what you've been devoted to
You're feeling like it's over
Do you realize?
When you shine and they don't notice you
And grinding all you know to do
The timing uncontrollable, feel I
Try this, try that, say more rigamarole
Hiatus, climax, what I did in the low
To hide this combat
Conflict I'm currently in
For all of my friends I'll be ready for
What creeps on the land and
The evil that lurk
Walk the ghetto, kill a dream and a plan
Hurt Locker live it nigga
You ain't got a chance if you're not a rebel
Idle hands on the Devil's workshop
Geppetto on the block pulling
All kind of strings
Distracted by all kind of things
Too many on the wrong kind
Of scenes we done seen
Be the reason that we own collard greens
Go and get a liter of
Henny, be pouring plenty, repeat and reverse
Spending every penny
You fiending off this remedy's works
Give me a handle to handle what is within me
My enemies have replenished the
Energy I exert
It's not too late, yeah it's not too late
To live a live away from my OCD
My OCD my OCD, oh yeah oh yeah
I try hard to suppress these demons
But deep inside of me feel
Like an Eski breeding
A deadly reason for me to
Keep falling inside of
A pattern and do it like on every weekend
My TEC keep squeezing
Looking out the window every
Couple of seconds
For me just to check these streets
And I'm starving, kick a nigga like Jet Li
Even my pet peeves beefing the
Less he sees him but let's keep eating
'Cause, I don't wanna hear another
Pussy talk unless she queefing
And I don't even know her name
But, I'mma do it all
Remaining Ocean Gang'll wet you like
A jet ski event
And best believe it, the best keep secret
I mean best kept like the mess we chiefing
Will knock a bitch out, no domestic reason
I pop so many bars, better check the precinct
I rep DG and they thought that I was dead
Doc said please, check
Nigga yes he's breathing
My hair be leaning and I pray to the creator
Every other second I don't
Wanna bless these heathens
And every time a nigga leave
The house I'm checking every
Nook and cranny looking at the
Last chess piece even
I'm bailing through the city
Never catch me demons
You wanna have faith, better check Ephesians
They left me bleeding, it's all GG
I watch 'em dirty motherfuckers like they ODB
Niggas switching up on me because I'm on TV
ISO-Veli so dope you could OD me
Catch a fist germophobe if your OG sneeze
Leave him holey like swiss if
He owe me cheese
Really sick in the brain if you don't believe
Man I put it on my mama I got OCD, nigga
It's not too late, yeah it's not too late
To live a live away from my OCD
My OCD my OCD, oh yeah oh yeah
I be trying to be cool but they
Never wanna see me exorcising these demons
I got extended clip with the 50 cal topped
Up with infrared beams and I got
A devil that sit on my shoulder
An angel that sit on the other
A foot up in the grave and the other
One stuck in the street in the gutter
And Lord knows I'm not supposed
To be holdin' this heater
Put a pointer right at his ovaries
OG smolder me
Snitches die in the gang you know
The story was told to me
That shit is cold to me, see I
Gotta fold 'em, ain't folding me
Shit it ain't no holding me
I told myself nigga you tripping
You 'bout to dump on a
Motherfucker for ignorant shit again
You up in the pit again
Tryna call up niggas holding you down
Like crabs in the bucket
But fuck it I'mma blast, fuck it I'mma blast
Fuck it I'mma blast, blast a way out
That's the way out
Milli wrecking with the millimiter
In your mouth deep how we be rolling out
See what Fetty Chico be all about
We jumps in on niggas like
Fuck all your calves
Spill this game on niggas clicking 'em out
Quick and I'm out
Spill this game on niggas clicking 'em out
I be running with the top down
Tryna collect more haters so I can pop round
And you know I can never stop now
'Cause a Corolla with everything up
On a lock now
Have is with yourself
But, you already know that
You win some, and you damn sure lose some
But, you keep on goin' man oCD, check it
Lot of pain, lot of hate, lot of malice
Dealin' with my internal dilemmas
Is a challenge
My psychological status is and unbalanced
Steady tryna get any benefit from my talents
Questions, no answers, thoughts
I didn't plan this still standing back
Never painted on the canvas
The picture trampling through my
Mental and running rampant
Praying my plan answers the
City of second chances
I'm going through the process
Still I'm undecided
Nobody to fight with so I keep it private
Standing and held hostage
Skeletons in my closet let me read a list of
What I'm dissatisfied with
Pandering, gossip, lies, told and unrighteous
Me struggling just to get control of my vices
I'm hoping to get a hold
And show that a crisis
And the peace embedded in my
Soul will be priceless
Every time I see a new baby I say
"Would he be the answer to
My prayers when I pray?"
Destroying the Devil whenever he's
On a tirade
Prays to Allah, Jeovah, God or Yahweh
A lot of words that I shouldn't have said
But, I'm a product of the fiends
That were put in my head
Over the years, even I got took and misled
But still I never sold out when
I was looking for bread now in denial
It's kinda hard to laugh and smile
I'll be gripped that I never
Gave my parents a grandchild
Am I worthy of being treated
Like I'm the man? How?
What I do a young dude, I understand now
Time don't stand still
Dealing with your troubles
It can get so real
I'm pushing 'cause I never wanna miss no meal
You can't run away from getting your medicine
You gotta take your pill
It's not too late, yeah it's not too late
To live a live away from my OCD
My OCD my OCD, oh yeah oh yeah
Fight this until I'm lifeless
Prayed about it, still I'm like this
Mighty naughty mon, non righteous
Struggling to find God's likeness
Regulating my endorphins in the morning
Uncoordinated forces not conforming
Surely my brain is where the war's in
Orchestrating how the thing
Is being performed
Is it 'cause I've been navigated by negative?
Maybe it's 'cause my behaviour
Is too repetitive?
It could be insanity inherited
From a relative maybe the lane I'm in in
The game is too competitive
But a firm I got a hold of you
It's what you've been devoted to
You're feeling like it's over
Do you realize?
When you shine and they don't notice you
And grinding all you know to do
The timing uncontrollable, feel I
Try this, try that, say more rigamarole
Hiatus, climax, what I did in the low
To hide this combat
Conflict I'm currently in
For all of my friends I'll be ready for
What creeps on the land and
The evil that lurk
Walk the ghetto, kill a dream and a plan
Hurt Locker live it nigga
You ain't got a chance if you're not a rebel
Idle hands on the Devil's workshop
Geppetto on the block pulling
All kind of strings
Distracted by all kind of things
Too many on the wrong kind
Of scenes we done seen
Be the reason that we own collard greens
Go and get a liter of
Henny, be pouring plenty, repeat and reverse
Spending every penny
You fiending off this remedy's works
Give me a handle to handle what is within me
My enemies have replenished the
Energy I exert
It's not too late, yeah it's not too late
To live a live away from my OCD
My OCD my OCD, oh yeah oh yeah
I try hard to suppress these demons
But deep inside of me feel
Like an Eski breeding
A deadly reason for me to
Keep falling inside of
A pattern and do it like on every weekend
My TEC keep squeezing
Looking out the window every
Couple of seconds
For me just to check these streets
And I'm starving, kick a nigga like Jet Li
Even my pet peeves beefing the
Less he sees him but let's keep eating
'Cause, I don't wanna hear another
Pussy talk unless she queefing
And I don't even know her name
But, I'mma do it all
Remaining Ocean Gang'll wet you like
A jet ski event
And best believe it, the best keep secret
I mean best kept like the mess we chiefing
Will knock a bitch out, no domestic reason
I pop so many bars, better check the precinct
I rep DG and they thought that I was dead
Doc said please, check
Nigga yes he's breathing
My hair be leaning and I pray to the creator
Every other second I don't
Wanna bless these heathens
And every time a nigga leave
The house I'm checking every
Nook and cranny looking at the
Last chess piece even
I'm bailing through the city
Never catch me demons
You wanna have faith, better check Ephesians
They left me bleeding, it's all GG
I watch 'em dirty motherfuckers like they ODB
Niggas switching up on me because I'm on TV
ISO-Veli so dope you could OD me
Catch a fist germophobe if your OG sneeze
Leave him holey like swiss if
He owe me cheese
Really sick in the brain if you don't believe
Man I put it on my mama I got OCD, nigga
It's not too late, yeah it's not too late
To live a live away from my OCD
My OCD my OCD, oh yeah oh yeah
I be trying to be cool but they
Never wanna see me exorcising these demons
I got extended clip with the 50 cal topped
Up with infrared beams and I got
A devil that sit on my shoulder
An angel that sit on the other
A foot up in the grave and the other
One stuck in the street in the gutter
And Lord knows I'm not supposed
To be holdin' this heater
Put a pointer right at his ovaries
OG smolder me
Snitches die in the gang you know
The story was told to me
That shit is cold to me, see I
Gotta fold 'em, ain't folding me
Shit it ain't no holding me
I told myself nigga you tripping
You 'bout to dump on a
Motherfucker for ignorant shit again
You up in the pit again
Tryna call up niggas holding you down
Like crabs in the bucket
But fuck it I'mma blast, fuck it I'mma blast
Fuck it I'mma blast, blast a way out
That's the way out
Milli wrecking with the millimiter
In your mouth deep how we be rolling out
See what Fetty Chico be all about
We jumps in on niggas like
Fuck all your calves
Spill this game on niggas clicking 'em out
Quick and I'm out
Spill this game on niggas clicking 'em out
I be running with the top down
Tryna collect more haters so I can pop round
And you know I can never stop now
'Cause a Corolla with everything up
On a lock now
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