No One Seems to Care

Talking: Yo this straight from the heart, this real, feel me, read this, from my album - In the booth, this RAW, my RAW niggas on this...

Verse One (Intermental):

My life like an old picture, fading away,
No one seems to care, at nethin I say,
Its like im a liability just being carried around,
When they done with me Im jus dropped back down,
Im disappearing in the mist, now comes the fog,
My girl done left me, my best friend is a dog,
Its like when im talking, every one is deaf,
My voice drainin out to an early death,
What if I shot myself right here in front of you,
Would you recognize me if I had a gun at you?,
People walkin right into me like I wasnt there,
Thats another reason why no-one cares,
I feel isolated, Its like im in my own world,
An everyday basis, Im yearnin for my girl,
But she aint comin, Im always feelin my empty sheets,
The tears start runnin down these ignored cheeks,
Its like God had forgotten me when He made me,
Don't get me wrong I still give all praise to thee,
Im not intellectual, im not special, but basically,
I deserve a bit of attention, ya feel me G,
Im jus askin for a bit of lovin, not a life of fame,
Damn, I wonder, does my mama even know my name

Hook: (Inter)

It seems to me that Im not physically there,
It also seems to me no one really cares,
Tears runnin down these eyes that tell my life,
Yo man, let me ask you, shall I take my life?

Verse Two (WhiteLight)

Like life put in those frames, and peoples just whatch me,
No u cant touch me,but remember that is just me.
livin my fucking life with ultimate security,
move away bitch, dont stay to stare at me.
After closing ur eyes and imagine me in ur mind someone can steal me,
But just live this real life, use this whole time,
I heard a World by these ears, because that is just the real me.
Even with secret society u can allways recognize me,
Like this life did, is allways here reminds me.
And fuck for those feelings which trying to stop me,
And the end of this drop,without ink u cant make a copy.

Hook: (Inter)

It seems to me that Im not physically there,
It also seems to me no one really cares,
Tears runnin down these eyes that tell my life,
Yo man, let me ask you, shall I take my life?

Verse Three (Khaoz)

july 11th, my brithday, but 2 me its known as da worse-day
usually its happy memories, but i get dat gut feelin in da worse-way
i sit & wonder what my hurse-would-say, & often feel livin is a curse-today
God gave us a gift, so i'ma use-it, its like wit deez lyrics....i abuse-it
Take my skill 4 granted, ever since my seed was planted
father was a drug addict...so i clutch da mic & stay wit eyez slanted
this weed see's me thru...grownin up in these modern day times
nobody seem's 2 care dat i got da illest wordplay ov modern day time
My momz said im destined 4 Crime, wished she had an Abortion
& u wonder why i stay witta vest...& people still question my Caution

Hook: (Inter)

It seems to me that Im not physically there,
It also seems to me no one really cares,
Tears runnin down these eyes that tell my life,
Yo man, let me ask you, shall I take my life?