Zac Speaks/Dark Room 2 Lyrics

Zac speaks -

I wasn't coping,

Trauma hit me like a truck,

Fuck!, slipped and I've fallen, But now I'm getting up,

What's the motion, Yeah yeah

I'm back outside, What's the vibe ?

Still live, This is how I'm designed

We ain't clicking up nigga, I don't care for your friendship

I got the midas touch pussy, I got your attention,

I guess this is what happens when they draw for the five,

But this time you better talk to me nice (Lets go!)

Palms still itching yeah,

Thought I hit the belly, but it never made a difference,

Mind keeps swaying so she sayin' that I'm ignorant

Thinking bout revenge, shorty I weren't even listening

Thoughts getting sickening, dark room visiting

Get backs an option, you're a product of conditioning

Fence sitting niggaz flip flopping with positioning,

Chatting us, chatting them, mix the bowl, then hit the road

Tail between ya legs, shits a mess,

I got a head, I am way too para

Too observant, Heads on a swivel

My brodies a cannon, I ain't a shooter

But I've swung my blade like I'm W snipes

All of this, I didn't even wanna be a tough guy

Bruddaz tryna test me, threatening to get me

What was I meant to do, let them treat me like food

Pain makes you deadly, when it's channeled incorrectly

Or I can face the storm and let this bullshit depress me

Round and round I felt my head spin

Temperature rising, I can feel myself subscribing to the red mist,

Can't lie I struggle with acceptance, I need to heal

I make excuses because letting it slide ain't accepted,

Pain body but I can't feel a thing now

G O D ignored me way too many times

I'm comfortable committing sins now

You hold the Ls I need to win now

Life was forcing me to sit down

Own my shit and look within now

Still balancing the losses, carried friends and baby coffin

This battles a 9-5 without the office

Repeated work and I'm exhausted

Asking why I never smile like they're fuckin'

Expecting me to force it

Could mishandle like I did in the first verse

Let it burn burn and hit a fuck boy where it hurts hurts

Yeah,

Stuck between light and dark like it's 12 in the day

Pain body got something to say (Okay)

There's a war inside, you better pick a side

Your unstable, busy warring with these demons,

You ain't searching for angels

It's like your colour blind nigga,

How you're focused on your grey hairs

Wasting time over thinking any time you got a day a spare

(This ain't fair)

Nobody told you that life would play fair,

Knocked you down my nigga, you just lay there

Complained there, reshaped there

While they overlooked you like your graves there

At least your back on your feet

I know some bruddaz who would break there,

Im not perfect, shit, I might deserve this shit

Karma sending threats and I know that; that bitch will spin

Yeah she patrols my block

Knows that you'll sit and you'll watch

She knows I'll take a bullet if it means I'm protecting my son,

Trying be a better me, man I hope my decisions can raise a better me

I'm just trying to find the light, so I can shed it on my part two

And pray he never ends up in a dark room