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Sad Rappers

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Sad Rappers

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Where'd all these suicidal sad rappers come from?

They showed up with those mumble rapper dum-dums

They been prayin' on people with mental illness

And pretendin' to relate to get paid and create a business

They claim to be anxious, say they're depressed

They fakin' it to gain somethin' in common with some fans for a check

It's over-diagnosed so it's becomin' 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 survivin'

And then they glorify the men and women losin' their lives

I'm talkin' Cobain, Lil Peep, Winehouse, Jackson, Williams, Cornell, Bennington

Imagine all the icons that we buried, prolly turnin' in their grave

So they can witness how this sickness is bein' used to get paid

These rappers fabricating symptoms for fame

Their mental illness is the money on their mind

It started rottin' they brains, yeah

Y'all ain't real from the chains to the gear to the grills

Now it's pain, talkin' tears, takin' 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 tryin' to hook you in to usin' the music like it's a drug

Get you addicted to artists that manufacture the target

A lot of people in therapy tryin' 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 tryin' 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 wanna know the truth they want you strugglin' forever

So you look to them for answers with your Visa or your debit

It's like the record labels workin' for pharma

They made anxiety trendy by usin' popular artists

Then use the rappers to promote usin' 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, talkin' tears, takin' 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

Poppin' Xannie's to fade

Well I'm throwin' 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, talkin' tears, takin' 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, talkin' tears, takin' 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

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