Madhouse Lyrics

Sometimes, all the talk it combines

When it gets in my mind

It's like I'm living in a madhouse

Hardships, you don't wanna solve shit

Just smoke yourself unconscious

It's like I'm living in a madhouse

Heartless, they'll sell you on a promise

But no one's ever honest

'Cause I'm living in a madhouse

Living, living

Living, living

Living, living

Living in a madhouse

I'd toast your success

But I'm all out of bread

I won't try to flex

I'll boast when I'm fed

You say you're up next

And with all of that said

You can't be the greatest

'Til after I'm dead

And let's just confess

It's not like they said

A few wear the crown

But none get a head

You were misled

Stalled when we all shoulda sped

Gotta retire just spinning our tread

Spending your bread just for the cred

A system existing to keep you in debt

And I've heard enough no's

I insist on a yes

I followed the pros

And went right off a ledge

I don't wanna doze

I'm resisting a rest

I borrowed the clothes

And I learned from the best

And I Kobayashi the test

I wore every hat, but needed a vest

I added the stabs

I shortened my beats

I added the hats

The tempo increased

So many wheels who needed the grease

I stayed in my lane and tried not to beef

I adapted my bars

I rapped in their flows

Engaged on the gram

When fans said hello

I shook every hand

And smiled at my foes

I dined with the suits

I laughed at their jokes

I sat with execs

Who passed me the check

Even knowing I'm broke

They want me sedated

I pass on the smoke

No inhalation

With my aspiration

It's no wonder I choked

Sometimes, all the talk it combines

When it gets in my mind

It's like I'm living in a madhouse

Hardships, you don't wanna solve shit

Just smoke yourself unconscious

It's like I'm living in a madhouse

Heartless, they'll sell you on a promise

But no one's ever honest

'Cause I'm living in a madhouse

Living, living

Living, living

Living, living

Living in a madhouse

What's the worth if these words don't have purpose?

If I just use what fits then I'm just not a wordsmith!

You can teach me the tempo and hope that it sticks

Hope I rap like Megan who just chokes on a dick! (Ahh)

Feels like this box gets impossibly smaller

Feels like I'm still getting shoved into lockers!

All these rules confining me

I'll finely shake 'em off

Mother fucking sheep just wanna keep me with the flock!

So many snakes under these new leaves I'm turning

I'm starting to feel like I'm playing Steve Irwin

I'm wanting a deal and I'm stalking Steve Berman

I'm starting to reel counting every conversion

They want a Shaquille, a more General version

A cog in the wheel but they got a spokesperson

And it takes a certain person to bear the burden

Of knowing when to get up, go, and close the curtain

What can I do?

Yes, I picked up the clues

I'm sitting there sweating

They're betting I'll lose

I'm getting the stares from the ties and the suits

There'd be nothing but air if the lies were reduced

I know every angle

I know how they cruise

I'm working the long game

Their hypotenuse

With that liquor problem and ghost author too

Don't be alarmed if you only get booze

Hype and confuse, look at them fighting for views

They insist I fit in, then they say "follow suit"

I'm trying my best, show up in sweats and a noose

Fuck it, I'm just a duck playing goose

Don't gotta tell me about paying my dues

You're forcing a curfew on a recluse

I'm not trying to make peace

I was flipping the deuce

'Cause when you got nothing

There's nothing to lose

Living

Living

Living

Living in a madhouse

Living, living

Living, living

Living, living

Living in a madhouse