MINIMIZYA

(álbum: City Morgue Vol. 2: As Good As Dead - 2019)

Yung Germ

Yeah!
I got, two feet in the rabbit hole (Okay)
And my dead body in the catacombs (Wassup?)
When I come back to say "Daddy's home" (Huh?)
Family don't recognize my face (Ha ha)
And if they run up I give them a taste (Okay)
Of anger, this pent up frustration to hate (Wassup?)
I live in a tundra that fire erase (Huh?)
'Cause I live a life that's not mothafucking safe, nah (Ha ha)
Don't understand where my homies at
Or even if they ever existed (What?)
Got some tendencies of the Zodiac
I can see through small little glimpses (What?)
Feeling like every day I wear a mask
So I tattoo what I think I look like (What?)
Might need demon horns and a switchblade
And a pitchfork and a pocket knife (Okay)

They make you die 'cause you hide what you feel inside
You cannot cry so your highs are your lowest times
They minimize ya, they minimize ya
They minimize ya, they minimize ya

I'm a minus
Sign on the screen 'til they click on me
'Til I can't breathe, they want sinus
My enemies got clique energy
Most can't see who are honest
They want silence, they want quiet
They don't want me grinding
They rather see me grip iron and start firing
And have a nigga momma crying 'cause he dying
They want the ambulance sirens to start flying
They want me in jail, they want me in Hell
They want a nigga never excel
They want me to take the test but they want me to fail
They want me to cry
They want a nigga, want me to die, they want me to hide
They want a nigga wanted for crime
One at a time, I'm on a nigga head 'til he dead
And I head to the feds like I'm 6ix9ine

They make you die 'cause you hide what you feel inside
You cannot cry so your highs are your lowest times
They minimize ya, they minimize ya
They minimize ya, they minimize ya
They make you die 'cause you hide what you feel inside
You cannot cry so your highs are your lowest times
They minimize ya, they minimize ya
They minimize ya, they minimize ya