Hit The Wall - Sweatshop Union

Lately eh

I get up thinking im gonna fall

can you save me eh

from myself before i hit the wall

although i ain’t really been myself at all

trying to be the man that i am and stand tall

can you save me eh from myself before i hit the wall

how you gonna say it when your playing yourself

you critics are right you aint believin the hype

you in a fist fight boxing with your shadow

stuck in yesterday you aint thinking about tomorrow

yesterday is gone and better days are far away

you got a million brilliant thoughts and not a single thing to say

i need to speak to god but even he’s frontin

cuz i only talk to him when i need something

i’m needing him now i need a new style and who to be

i try to buy new clothes but none of them look good on me

women, alcohol, Tylenol for the hangover

next day same damn battle different soldiers

shit is over, i’m getting older

hell’s hot cold world even getting colder

shit is over i’m getting over hell’s hot cold world even getting colder

Lately eh

I get up thinking im gonna fall

can you save me eh

from myself before i hit the wall

although i aint really been myself at all

trying to be the man that i am and stand tall

can you save me eh from myself before i hit the wall

man i’m gonna hit the wall, bounce around like an old pin ball

sh*t i’m gonna hit the wall, i hope that it aint in front of yall

i’d write a better story if i had enough ink

and i would chain us back together if i had the missing link

outsider, i love to be inside her, now i’m outside her

no web for this spider

cuz i’m a liar but ill suck it all up

and everybody told me kyprios you’ll f*ck it all up

and they were right with the stereotypes

i used to be the type of mc your stereo liked

but i’m a loser a loser getting old

life is but a stage and i’m forgetting my role

you take a drink and the drink takes you

you only get one chance man there’s no take two

Lately eh

I get up thinking i’m gonna fall

can you save me eh

from myself before i hit the wall

although i aint really been myself at all

trying to be the man that i am and stand tall

can you save me eh from my self before i hit the wall

see i feel like the the anti-hip-hopper

i cant say i’m the sh*t when i’m feeling like sh*t and im hitting the wall

i got no moves i aint feeling alright

if this isn’t my hit i might say goodbye

i need a piece of (minor teams), even peace isn’t free

i’d rent a little piece of heaven if you’d lease it to me

you kick it tonight until the bleak sunlight

but i’m sick of this sight without the will to fight

lately, my whole sh*t is going crazy but i can take a job because it won’t take

me

Lately eh

I get up thinking i’m gonna fall

can you save me eh

from myself before i hit the wall

although i ain’t really been myself at all

trying to be the man that i am and stand tall

can you save me eh from my self before i hit the wall

lately can you save me

before i hit the wall

its some today sh*t

queens are straight man

plus always be there when i hit the wall