Sinizter, Cryptic Wisdom - Ready To Fold lyrics
[Sinizter, Cryptic Wisdom - Ready To Fold lyrics]
It's amazing to see music it
Ain't what it seems
It may be a hobby for you but
It's a savior to me
Kept my head above the water when
I can't even breath and now i'm
Breezing over anything containing a beat
Every time that I fell down I thought
I was hell bound
It ventilated and mentally made
Me a hellhound
Some would say that I was ridden with curse
I got suspended every time that
I'd written a verse
But it was therapeutic if it could
Help me I would use it
Usually it's angry and
Actually pretty useless
Overtime i'd grind and cherish
My abilities and
It was something to do I didn't
Care if they were filling me
Had my head inside of a guillotine rapping it
You could tell that I was sticking
To it but it never happened
Fast forward to the days and
Nights and present time
Trying to rhyme wouldn't save
My life come up
When I was getting no dough
When I was getting no dough
When I was hitting the low
When I was hitting the low
When I was ready to fall
Music was there for me
When I was getting no dough
When I was getting no dough
When I was hitting the low
When I was hitting the low
When I was ready to fall
Music was there for me
Growing up was rough I had enough of me
And mama being stuck it a rut
I really tried to give up I
Couldn't handle starting tearing shit up
Went to war for this country but
That shit was barely enough
One day i'm sitting trying to contemplate
On what i'm gon' do
Then I started writing lyrics to
Beat to carry me through
Taking all my struggles and depression trying
To share it with you
Gotta let it out or imma be
Just another neck in a noose
Rest in peace Chester Bennington and Tonya
I wish the music would've been
Enough to stop but
That gets overwhelming when you
Dealing with these monsters
When I thought to my lowest point
I'm singing like an opera
If I ain't had music I wouldn't
Be doing this i'd probably die
All I can see is my
Grandpa crying from the sky
Music is taking me to the
Highest point of my life
If when I start to fall then
Grab me and lets be fly
When I was getting no dough
When I was getting no dough
When I was hitting the low
When I was hitting the low
When I was ready to fall
Music was there for me
When I was getting no dough
When I was getting no dough
When I was hitting the low
When I was hitting the low
When I was ready to fall
Music was there for me
When I was getting no dough
When I was hitting the low
When I was ready to fall
Music was there for me
When I was getting no dough
When I was getting no dough
When I was hitting the low
When I was hitting the low
When I was ready to fall
Music was there for me
When I was getting no dough
When I was getting no dough
When I was hitting the low
When I was hitting the low
When I was ready to fall
Music was there for me
Ain't what it seems
It may be a hobby for you but
It's a savior to me
Kept my head above the water when
I can't even breath and now i'm
Breezing over anything containing a beat
Every time that I fell down I thought
I was hell bound
It ventilated and mentally made
Me a hellhound
Some would say that I was ridden with curse
I got suspended every time that
I'd written a verse
But it was therapeutic if it could
Help me I would use it
Usually it's angry and
Actually pretty useless
Overtime i'd grind and cherish
My abilities and
It was something to do I didn't
Care if they were filling me
Had my head inside of a guillotine rapping it
You could tell that I was sticking
To it but it never happened
Fast forward to the days and
Nights and present time
Trying to rhyme wouldn't save
My life come up
When I was getting no dough
When I was getting no dough
When I was hitting the low
When I was hitting the low
When I was ready to fall
Music was there for me
When I was getting no dough
When I was getting no dough
When I was hitting the low
When I was hitting the low
When I was ready to fall
Music was there for me
Growing up was rough I had enough of me
And mama being stuck it a rut
I really tried to give up I
Couldn't handle starting tearing shit up
Went to war for this country but
That shit was barely enough
One day i'm sitting trying to contemplate
On what i'm gon' do
Then I started writing lyrics to
Beat to carry me through
Taking all my struggles and depression trying
To share it with you
Gotta let it out or imma be
Just another neck in a noose
Rest in peace Chester Bennington and Tonya
I wish the music would've been
Enough to stop but
That gets overwhelming when you
Dealing with these monsters
When I thought to my lowest point
I'm singing like an opera
If I ain't had music I wouldn't
Be doing this i'd probably die
All I can see is my
Grandpa crying from the sky
Music is taking me to the
Highest point of my life
If when I start to fall then
Grab me and lets be fly
When I was getting no dough
When I was getting no dough
When I was hitting the low
When I was hitting the low
When I was ready to fall
Music was there for me
When I was getting no dough
When I was getting no dough
When I was hitting the low
When I was hitting the low
When I was ready to fall
Music was there for me
When I was getting no dough
When I was hitting the low
When I was ready to fall
Music was there for me
When I was getting no dough
When I was getting no dough
When I was hitting the low
When I was hitting the low
When I was ready to fall
Music was there for me
When I was getting no dough
When I was getting no dough
When I was hitting the low
When I was hitting the low
When I was ready to fall
Music was there for me