"Sober Thoughts" -Live Lyricism-

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Here are the lyrics to "Sober Thoughts", produced by Charlie Hilton. (For some reason, auto-tune or some type of voice effect sounds cool on my voice when over a Hilton beat!)
Just read along as the song plays and enjoy!

VERSE ONE
Reality bites and iNeed-an-escape//
The things that I've seen give me reasons-to-hate//
Enough pain to make a nigga bleed-from-his-face//
I'm talking bout tears..but iBleed-on-the-base//
I'm talking bout snares..and it is very rare//
But when the problems are too much for me to bear//
Just pour me a cup and put a dutch up in the air//
Yea..now light-that! Yea..iLike-that!//
I'll be right-back to reality-soon//
You'll see smoke clouds when you enter back-in-my-room//
But it was too much stress that iHad-to-consume//
It was polluting my mind..so iGrabbed-me-a-broom//
After-the-fumes hit-my-lungs..bitch-I'm-done//
And once the liquor hits my liver I'm no longer crying rivers//
Now I'm chilling in-a..euphoric-state//
Nigga the weed and liquor is all-it-takes// Now..
CHORUS
I>>>>>>>>iFeel like iCan
Fly>>>>>>When the liquors by my
Side>>>>>Or when the weed gets me
High>>>>>Cause Sober Thoughts is killing me!

VERSE TWO
Everyday it seems the struggle-gets-worse//
iTried something but that other-shit-hurts//
Or none-of-it-works..so iDug-in-my-purse//
Pocket..brought a dutch and rolled up-in-some-purp//
Ha..this shit got me feeling like the hulk//
But iAint too into it to buy it in bulk//
See my cousin just passed..and my uncle on the verge//
Hate to say it like that..but I'm at a lost for words//
And it's all adding up..and it's getting-on-my-nerves//
I'm about to join them whinos sitting-on-the-curb//
Telling old stories of some shit-iNever-heard//
Or some shit iNever-seen..see I'm turning hella-green//
Feeling real strong..but iCould feel stronger//
More liquor..less chase..make the feeling last-longer//
Mind in a daze when iPut my raps-on-a..nice-beat//
Roll up..you should get like-me!//Now..

CHORUS
I>>>>>>>>iFeel like iCan
Fly>>>>>>When the liquors by my
Side>>>>>Or when the weed gets me
High>>>>>Cause Sober Thoughts is killing me!

VERSE THREE
The high's starting to fade away..iCan tell//
My rooms up in smoke..and it's covered in the smell//
Of that bitch Mary Jane..but she did-a-nigga-well//
She brought a nigga out when iWas living-in-a-hell//
Living-in-a-cell..living-in-a-well//
No rope..no hope..iJust slipped-and-then-iFell//
In-it..losing breath every second..every minute//
Never finished..cause Sober Thoughts have No Limits//
Even P. Miller would bow down-to-this//
And ask for a liquid dark brown-to-sip//
Or roll up the piff..sit down-and-hit//
Get high and never wanna come down-again//
iFound-a-friend iCould run to-and-use//
The only other friend if it ain't musical//
But..don't worry I'm not abusing-you//
Hold up..I'm getting sober..damn, I'm losing-you!//

CHORUS
I>>>>>>>>iFeel like iCan
Fly>>>>>>When the liquors by my
Side>>>>>Or when the weed gets me
High>>>>>Cause Sober Thoughts is killing me!

& iDon't smoke or drink!!

iJust feel this way alot.

So much goes on in my life and in my mind that at times, iWant to get roasted!

But, iThink that's straight wack!

Also, I'm kind of getting at the ppl who do smoke and drink to escape reality.

Nigga, soon as you come down, reality will still be there, so you didn't change anything!

But um, take it how you want to.

Get whatever you can from it.

-Frankenstein