Sad Rappers

(专辑： Ghostories - 2019)

Where'd all these suicidal sad rappers come from?
They showed up with those mumble rapper dumb-dums
They been praying on people with mental illness
And pretending to relate to get paid and create a business
They claim to be anxious, say they're depressed
They faking it to gain something in common with some fans for a check
It's over diagnosed so it's becoming a trend
To say that you're crazy, or insane, or that you're sick in the head
They romanticize the mental pain, we're barely surviving
And then they glorify the men and women losing their lives
I'm talking Cobain, Lil Peep, Winehouse, Jackson, Williams, Cornell, Bennington
Imagine all the icons that we buried prolly turning in their grave
So they can witness how this sickness is being used to get paid
These rappers fabricating symptoms for fame
Their mental illness is the money on their mind
It started rotten their brains, yeah

Y'all ain't real from the chains to the gear to the grills
Now it's pain, talking tears, taking pills
Y'all ain't real, I can see it in your eyes, all lies
Y'all guys don't know how we feel
Y'all ain't real enough to deal with us
To feel the love nah-nah-nah-nah
Y'all just make believe, you claim to be
The same as me, nah-nah-nah-nah

People die from depression, these rappers cry for attention
And it's in every single genre you can possibly mention
From pop, to electronic, to rock, to Indie, to grunge
They're trying to hook you in to using the music like it's a drug
Get you addicted to artists that manufacture the target
A lot of people in therapy trying to deal with their hardships
Crafted and marketed 'til they had you convinced
That if you followed that person they'll make you fight in your skin
They ain't really trying help you, they don't wanna make you better
It's a lie they're tryna sell you so you always buy their records
If you really wanna know the truth they want you struggling forever
So you look to them for answers with your Visa or your debit
It's like the record labels working for pharma
They made anxiety trendy by using popular artists
Then use the rappers to promote using prescription pills to their audience
They created the problem to sell you pills that will solve 'em
It's brilliant

Y'all ain't real from the chains to the gear to the grills
Now it's pain, talking tears, taking pills
Y'all ain't real, I can see it in your eyes, all lies
Y'all guys don't know how we feel
Y'all ain't real enough to deal with us
To feel the love nah-nah-nah-nah
Y'all just make believe, you claim to be
The same as me, nah-nah-nah-nah

Exploiting our problems to benefit
They just wanna get paid
I spent all my money on medicine
Spend all your money on chains
Y'all just exploiting the misery
Popping xannie's for fame
Well I'm throwing ones into therapy
'Cause all I know is rain

Y'all ain't real from the chains to the gear to the grills
Now it's pain, talking tears, taking pills
Y'all ain't real, I can see it in your eyes, all lies
Y'all guys don't know how we feel
Y'all ain't real enough to deal with us
To feel the love nah-nah-nah-nah
Y'all just make believe, you claim to be
The same as me, nah-nah-nah-nah
Y'all ain't real from the chains to the gear to the grills
Now it's pain, talking tears, taking pills
Y'all ain't real, I can see it in your eyes, all lies
Y'all guys don't know how we feel
Y'all ain't real enough to deal with us
To feel the love nah-nah-nah-nah
Y'all just make believe, you claim to be
The same as me, nah-nah-nah-nah