Black Cloud lyrics

Nothing stays the same forever...

Not even me

Something must've changed me, niggas might defame me

But things that used to taint me, no longer seem to restrain me

Strangely I'm no longer sad, mad or angry

Shame-ably it pains me, feeling like this just ain't me

Mainly what do I tell all the people that thanked me

Mainly those who ordain me, aside from can you blame me

Motivation again was supplying me is no longer providing me

Jason Williams something killed whatever was driving me

Worrying less about the past more about the now

Less about what I'm going through more about the how

It's for certain it's been 30 years being fit for hurting

Now I'm a different person with nothing to overcome in the mist of burdens

For certain, got 6 figures in my sock drawer

And honestly this year I expect to make a lot more

It's hard to live without a budget when life is corrupted

In a house thats so peaceful that I'm trying to disrupt it

Scream "fuck it!", not because I have to but because I love it

Which makes me as fake as the puppets that I speak of disgusted

Without a paddle up shit's creek

Dig deep and see it ain't life it's just me

So be warned as I'm putting on like I'm deformed

Only so y'all can accept it as being my norm

Maybe I quit working on me, maybe I given up

Maybe I been lying to myself maybe I give a fuck

It's enough to make you black out, pull a mac out

Aim it at the sky while I'm running from a black cloud

Every day we playin cat and mouse as I watch it hoverin over my glass house

It's enough to make you spazz out, pull a mac out

Aim it at the sky while I'm running from a black cloud

Tired enough for me to pass out, tired of running from the black cloud

I say it loud hoping someone can hear me clearly

Trying to make my girl get it she don't know that it's very scary

But she's a nympho she can come barely near me

She still want the God in her, think she's mary mary

The prettiest bitches just want to service me

While niggas prettiest bitches wouldn't get a word from me

Some of you haven't heard from me, some of you wouldn't mind murking me

Found that news funny likes its straight from Ron Burgundy

These niggas ain't never seen dough

They can't dream though I bump into 'em in between shows

People say I'm emo, what that really mean though?

Is though the song can't breathe I actually make it seem so

I've lost loved ones because they couldn't deal with me

Cherish whoever still with me though the marriage be killed in me

Normally it's just me and my lonely mind

Everyone storm is different so this forecast is only mine

Fans recognize my misery uplifted me

Shifted me to my epitome, guess the curse is a gift to me

Maybe it's serendipity, maybe itâ s weighing on me physically

Maybe I should man up and tell God not to solicit me

Been medicated, meditated

Sedated, hated

Character assassinated, all theses years I masqueraded

Hard headed, if it was on my mind I had to say it

Tongue on the devil's pitchfork to see how disaster tasted

Rap is fabricated, rappers are so exaggerated

Wouldn't be scared of the truth if they weren't castrated

Grab a mag, spray it, surrounded by people to shoot it before me

Better unconditionally love my beautiful ugly

Now lemme speak to who I cater to

Would you love me to sang before my weeks were not favorable

Promised to maintain being unique but relatable

All while suffering from a disease that could do away with you

Poetry on the beat, spoken-word for the masses

Therapy over pro-tools, every word is on acid

Consonants on Kush, every vowel is blunted

Highly wanted this whole organization privately funded

This is bigger than the Eiffle, this is alert to public

Had a cop us by our tunnels and our bridges with the rifle

Sentences meant to stifle, this is a man aching

This is the dam breaking, contraband in the making

This is panic unveiling, got potential but I never met it

He be trying to come over, it seem like God won't let it

Either he never got my invite or he jus dismissed it

But if all I'm hearing are the sounds of blackness, why am I pessimistic?

You'll never progress if you'll never try

All I ask, let every word I birth never die

My wings spread, but when I'm at the sky

Weather didn't change like I thought and had me petrified

It's enough to make you black out, pull a mac out

Aim it at the sky while I'm running from a black cloud

Every day we playin cat and mouse as I watch it hoverin over my glass house

It's enough to make you spazz out, pull a mac out

Aim it at the sky while I'm running from a black cloud

Tired enough for me to pass out, tired of running from the black cloud

• Artist:Joe Budden