Slick Ross, Don G - Under the Rug lyrics
[Slick Ross, Don G - Under the Rug lyrics]
(Don G)
Shadows are walking, Silhouettes are speaking
Voices are talking, Got wrist moist
And bleeding, Fucking the world
Like my intention breeding
And praying for death
Every sec that I'm breathing changing my tone
Like the seasons the reason
I'm greeting these demons i meet in the dark
Killing yourself is a true work of art
I got so many options don't
Know where to start
See your grim smile from a mile
In the corner schizophrenic line
And I'm right on the border
Mental disorders are so organized
And the way I processed
Them are seen as some crimes
Sniffing that shit
Till my minds, Out of line
Hate my existence, But claim that I'm fine
Sanity missing when I'm at my prime
Grinding to get cars
That I see in your vines
Want to rewind to the time
I put pennies in the well
Not looking for bitches rocking Chanel
Breaking my back to push fat off my scale
And pushing the weight for the
Cake by the bale
And making this music for fun not for sales
Used and abused by the lies that you tell
I don't look angelic i must come from hell
See, I'm not the norm
Just stare with disgust
So please, don't fucking ask me why I cut
Its all been swept
It's all been swept under the rug
Its all been swept
It's all been swept under the rug
Its all been swept
It's all been swept under the rug
Were too busy hiding dirt to
Ever learn how to love
Stop buying into shit
You're better off if you vacate the shelf
I bet that your like me
And me i really fucking hate myself
And yet i compete with others with ease
I feel cocky
My confidence is aroused when somebody
Trys to stop me
Im sure you feel the same
And you think that im the twirp
Your the one whos probably right
Im probably the fuckin jerk whatever works
But heres the point that im trying to uncover
They pit us against ourselves
And then against one another
And now we wonder why our lovers
Don't always feel a true connection
Because i love myself is far
From a true sentance
It wasn't always like this
I used to get a good night kiss
And believed in santa claus and thought
That every man was rightous
But now people worry bout isis
And the most currently telivised crisis
Meanwhile half of the worlds
Always like this
And you would never even get a slight hint
And im not saying that makes you a bad person
But now maybe you see atleast
One of the damn curtains
They're hiding in the back
While selling sex, drugs and snacks
And they tell us that were
Fat sluts who need rehab
Its all been swept
It's all been swept under the rug
Its all been swept
It's all been swept under the rug
Its all been swept
It's all been swept under the rug
Were too busy hiding dirt to
Ever learn how to love
Shadows are walking, Silhouettes are speaking
Voices are talking, Got wrist moist
And bleeding, Fucking the world
Like my intention breeding
And praying for death
Every sec that I'm breathing changing my tone
Like the seasons the reason
I'm greeting these demons i meet in the dark
Killing yourself is a true work of art
I got so many options don't
Know where to start
See your grim smile from a mile
In the corner schizophrenic line
And I'm right on the border
Mental disorders are so organized
And the way I processed
Them are seen as some crimes
Sniffing that shit
Till my minds, Out of line
Hate my existence, But claim that I'm fine
Sanity missing when I'm at my prime
Grinding to get cars
That I see in your vines
Want to rewind to the time
I put pennies in the well
Not looking for bitches rocking Chanel
Breaking my back to push fat off my scale
And pushing the weight for the
Cake by the bale
And making this music for fun not for sales
Used and abused by the lies that you tell
I don't look angelic i must come from hell
See, I'm not the norm
Just stare with disgust
So please, don't fucking ask me why I cut
Its all been swept
It's all been swept under the rug
Its all been swept
It's all been swept under the rug
Its all been swept
It's all been swept under the rug
Were too busy hiding dirt to
Ever learn how to love
Stop buying into shit
You're better off if you vacate the shelf
I bet that your like me
And me i really fucking hate myself
And yet i compete with others with ease
I feel cocky
My confidence is aroused when somebody
Trys to stop me
Im sure you feel the same
And you think that im the twirp
Your the one whos probably right
Im probably the fuckin jerk whatever works
But heres the point that im trying to uncover
They pit us against ourselves
And then against one another
And now we wonder why our lovers
Don't always feel a true connection
Because i love myself is far
From a true sentance
It wasn't always like this
I used to get a good night kiss
And believed in santa claus and thought
That every man was rightous
But now people worry bout isis
And the most currently telivised crisis
Meanwhile half of the worlds
Always like this
And you would never even get a slight hint
And im not saying that makes you a bad person
But now maybe you see atleast
One of the damn curtains
They're hiding in the back
While selling sex, drugs and snacks
And they tell us that were
Fat sluts who need rehab
Its all been swept
It's all been swept under the rug
Its all been swept
It's all been swept under the rug
Its all been swept
It's all been swept under the rug
Were too busy hiding dirt to
Ever learn how to love