Vic Rivers Fear & Loathing
[Verse 1]
Fear and Loathing, nightmares in my dreams
If I'm up or sleeping, that's all I see
You don't know me, not just a tree head
Feeling here, like when we first laid in bed
Slept with some Bad Girls, that Club's the meanest
Drunk at the club, know you seen us
Saw me, but you dancing with a man
All good, don't hit me up when you're a fan
Good ones think I'm bad, I don't understand
Why all the girls I want, got a man
Only say the truth, in the booth
I'm a nice guy, led astray in my youth
Hearts don't break even, I'm the proof
When I was young, couldn't bag in my coupe
Then Mali showed me keys to her Beamer
Sim Simma, fell in love when I seen her
Vegas hangover, love drunk I miss her
Had to fly back, just to kiss her
Story of the boy who thought he wouldn't make it
Overdosed on pills till my body couldn't take it
Stuck at the hospital, for almost two days
Broke up with life, she could stay
Some say he's just an addict, won't admit
Same ones clubbing, let me guess, it was lit?
Fire in my eyes, this pain ain't real?
While these rappers glorify weed for appeal
I was getting stoned, just to numb what I feel
Once that stopped working, started popping pills
I ain't proud, I was stupid, I'll keep it real
Now I'm here to show you better ways to heal
Forget the drugs, shake your need for it
Once you hitting rock bottom, you won't feel that hit
[Verse 2]
Fear and Loathing, nightmares in my dreams
If I'm up or sleeping, that's all I see
Living hell, life is borrowed, fact
Invest in every day, make interest back
City on my back, nah, put it on the map
Different trains of thoughts, running thru the city tracks
Do it for my mom, she shouldn't take the train
For my pops, he shouldn't feel this pain
He's stubborn, his son is just the same
Both have good intentions, different things to blame
For me, it's love, that's my Achilles Heel
White and spanish girls, smart with sex appeal
Mind is on the money, can't afford hit and misses
Trying to keep my soul, not trade it for the riches
Bills are adding up, cash is still missing
Either book these sessions or it's back to green pitching
Really I'm a hitter, not much of a good pitcher
And it's really hard to be both, go figure
Life is going down, take flight to stay higher
I try to save money, it's a cost to stay flyer
Lost bigger pieces, worried about the crumbs
I'm sexing life numb, I'm surprised I even...