(This is the real world) (Bloodhounds) (And it feels like everything in my brain's) (Going off at once, like all sirens and shit) (Everything's just blaring in my fucking head but it's kinda cool) Pull a joker out the hazmat You won't me catch leaking documents 'Cause I don't wanna end up as a lab rat Bitch, I take the mask back Put it on over my face 'cause it's the day Where I'ma take all that I had back You're soundin' sad Said I'm the enemy But I'm your friend You want what's best for me I'm poppin' heavy, I can't sleep, it's not the remedy I chip away at all the pain until it's sending me Say I'm the goat but all my shit is elementary Anyone could do it, I was lucky just to let it be They wouldn't miss me, they would miss the art though Packing too much baggage, letting off the cargo I gotta reunite the love where did the heart go He let a cupid choose his fate for a tomorrow I'm switchin' up on everyone who didn't text my phone It's a message from a bitch, I tell 'em leave me lone I don't want a conversation bitch just give me dome Like NBA shootin' hella buckets hittin' chromosomes I'm in the hot zone bitch I'm in my element And if he wanna be like me I get to sellin' it And everyone sin I ever done there ain't no tellin' it End up alone without a heart I guess that's tellin' sense (It's a different matter entirely) (When you're forced to kill in order to survive.)