Hopsin - Get This Low lyrics

I'm tired of feeling lost
Staring up at the ceiling wall
Hating the world, wanting to kill 'em all
The government is still the cause
And they conceal it all
From UFOs to planes making buildings fall
Stuck in a life that I ain't ask for
You're blowing up off of wackness when my
Level of skill is past yours
Crunch time has got my abs sore
And when I'm ready I'm hopping out of
The matrix through the back door
I need some new shoes and a new shirt
My girl's mad 'cause I care more
About music than I do her
No medic insurance and my tooth hurts
If you down then I'm down to just
Jump off a cliff and end it, but you first
My label got me feeling like
I'm just a flop profit giving me limit's
Telling me my only market is Hot Topic
And they will not stop it
It's like they cock blockin'
And only meals I ever fucking
Eat is Hot Pockets

See when I get this low (low)
I wonder why my parents even
Bothered to have me (who knows)
I'm unhappy, never laughing, feeling crappy
I wish someone would run up and just stab me
But then again I don't want to die (no)
I don't want to lose my life
But at the same time
I won't pretend that everything's fine
You love your life but I hate mine

I hate my life
There ain't nothing I'm doing that's right
I really wish that I was
Dead and seeing the light
And all these things that always happen to me
They got me wanting to hang
Myself from my family tree
I've had it with me
I feel this way passionately
But I won't do it 'cause
Someday I'll blow up nationally
I've got these crazy fucking thoughts coming
Right out of my mouth
You say I'm never gonna blow up
So I'll blow up your house
I'm gonna get ya
I'm gonna leave you still like a picture
It's Mr meanie Man and yeah I'm
Fucking coming to get you
I really hate myself but I
Just hate you some more
Your neck is like a stolen Honda
'cause I'm chopping a cord
And do you get it?
You know that Kombizzle is with it
I never come short
You know that I will never go midget
But if my life don't change quick
Then I will probably be dead oh fuck it
I just want to live and
Make this music instead

See when I get this low (low)
I wonder why my parents even
Bothered to have me (who knows)
I'm unhappy, never laughing, feeling crappy
I wish someone would run up and just stab me
But then again I don't want to die (no)
I don't want to lose my life
But at the same time
I won't pretend that everything's fine
You love your life but I hate mine

Life is shitty when you ain't
Got no label to fund
Any of the albums you release so
You stay on the run
Looking for markets to promote you
There's basically none
And making one all by myself
I'm not capable of
But still I try and we made
A little something from nothing
But no money is coming
In and I'm struggling, wondering
When the fuck will it change
Feeling stuck in the game
With no bucks and no change
Nothing but fucking complaints
And suicide ain't an option because
I have a kid and I want him to be proud
Of some shit that daddy did
So I just have to rip beats
Apart for cash to spend
Charging less than half of what I'm
Worth just to traffic them
There ain't no laughing, friend
This ain't a laughing matter
When you rapping, mastering mix
And do graphics after
And then press and promote
It's been stressful, I know
What's impressive is hope is the thing
That gets you to cope

See when I get this low (low)
I wonder why my parents even
Bothered to have me (who knows)
I'm unhappy, never laughing, feeling crappy
I wish someone would run up and just stab me
But then again I don't want to die (no)
I don't want to lose my life
But at the same time
I won't pretend that everything's fine
You love your life but I hate mine