Pack My Bags And Leave (Produced By Msm) - Black The Ripper

MSM on Production

Its Back the Ripper

And like right now I’m feeling a bit

I don’t even know like

I just want to get away

I just want to get away

Just for a little bit

I just need sometime away

But its a lot my passport ran out *laughs*

1st Verse

Certain times I don’t want to talk to no one

Leave me alone im rolling on my lonesome

When I’m stressed out I bring the s out and roll some

Your highness stays high fly and righteous

Every time I touch the mic its a different feeling

I ain’t like them I spit with meaning

I’m trying to fight my demons

At the same time cry for freedom

I never been one to hide my feelings

I write till the pen is bleeding

Screaming allow it, round here

We don’t respect cowards

We respect money and power

No 9 to 5 so we move at least ounce

Every hour and we ain’t even caking off this shit

Just trying to survive in this shitty city

Blood We are all born to die

Parents mourn and cry asking the lord why

I just check my rasta connect for the thai because

I always take time to admire the stars

Analyze life and get away from my spas

A little time to breathe it is a little time for me

If I was invited to heaven I’d pack my bags and leave

2nd Verse

Certain times I don’t want to answer my phone

Whatever question you wanna ask leave it after the tone

My numbers always get hotted

My phone is always popping

Believe I just want to pack my bags and leave

With a couple bags of weed

A few books thats me I’ll be back in a bit

Don’t harass me little shit ringing my line asking to clash me

How am mean’t to be happy in this world full of depression

Can’t even walk in a room full of goons without feeling

Tension and smelling death in the air cuz its real talk

Ask most of the youngers if they want to die

They’ll reply I don’t care I swear there’s no fear

In people round here staring with hard faces

I pray for a better day but I doubt its coming so fuck it

I need to get away