Happy Ending

I didnt wanna fucking do this song, for real

But I wouldnt be real if I didnt

[Tech]

I be sittin by myself and thinkin, mamma what have I become

All I wanted was a family, but when I look I be the only one

Losing everything but money, everybody left and I dont even get to see my young

Only happiness I get is in the studio or when I get to do another run

On the road, doin shows, get the woes, when it slows

gettin cold, getting old, but the flows, gettin sold

I've been doin this a minute but I think I wanna end it cause I'm on a higher level when I go

But the music I be doin it, be losin, make it hard for me to grow

All I wanted is a family portrait, see my babys on a ranch with horses

But I was fucking devil bitches in corsets. I was livin really good but I torched it

I'm sorry ms jackson, I'm speakin for real and I never meant to make your daughter cry

But I guess I'm a failure with women and I'm lost and I feel like I ought to die

Feel like I'm rotting away, my life is just off in the grey

How much does it cost I will pay, to lay, and be off in a coffin today

I mean off in ashes, this life ain't after a classes, If I get blasted

This is Suicide Letters all over again, I thought that I passed it

But I guess that I didnt, cause this one is written and there is no mending

When I'm broke I'm a joke, when I croke I just hope I wont be descending

But this ain't a joke, I want you to know that Tech ninna is never pretending

Alone in my bed, a gun to my head, asking WHERE IS MY HAPPY ENDING? Ya

[Chorus]

Tell me how it ends?

What about me? Where is my happy ending?

What about me? Is this a life worth living?

You know how it begins, but how does it end for me?

Will I ever win, or does he have it in for me?

Will this stop before I stop breathing?

Is their lighty, in this dark I'm seein?

[Tech]

Chea, I put my life in this music, nina is inside out

I set my heart out for people, they know what the inside bout

Will they keep feelin ninna forever, this I doubt

Can never cry for help, if you listenin this my SHOUT

I'm searching for the passage way to happiness

But i'm wordly So I have to lay in nastiness

Yes, this is Strange year, worldwide fames near, but the games queer

Sometime I feel like I'm rudolph, the reindeer

But instead of a red nose, I stay in my red clothes

And the music they said blows, is on top and the cred grows

Can you ressurect a mother fucker that feel like he pose as a dead soul

Deteriorate to an inferior state almost equal to bread mold

Now as my head goes, wish I could shed those

Because all the time the ninna was shorted, what I bled froze

So now that I'm cold blooded, and hella sick is what the med shows

The tread slows, and dont even think you reviving a dead rose. Chea

[Chorus]

[Tech]

I'm on the verge of insanity, but I'm competant

I'm breakin so I pick this one to vent

The reason I look away when you talk to me my brain is producin evilness

I'm drownin in 151 and rumble ments. Thats how I feel

I sit in the mirror with this gun and practice how to kill

But I know damn well that the people like me really wanna know how to chill

This life is about a check, about a number about a bill

Think about all the love I lost cause my quest is about a mill

I feel like your stupid, dont talk to me I'm crackin up

And I dont mean laughter I'm full of bitterness and its backing up

And I live with angles, but lately demons been shakin up

Tug of war with my spirit, you see the blood I'm hacking up?

I love my kids and my fans inside I sob harder

Cause you pay the price for my life and its right like Bob Barker

And I wont pretend its ok I'm no facade starter

So I guess my only happy ending is in a massage parlor

Chea

[Chorus]