anatomy 1:2 (Explicit)
KING 810"anatomy 1:2 (Explicit)" is a song by KING 810, released in 2014 in the Pop genre. The song is 4:08 long and contains 102 lines and 784 words.
Lyrics
0:04My imaginations not a crazy one no
0:07I grew up in the slums
0:09Where they kill anything that grows
0:11I'm saying I can't make these things up so
0:13We only live reality if you daydream then you go
0:17And I'm tired of people saying
0:18I ain't did nothing they did
0:20I'm talking knife fights with kids a** kids
0:23Till one of us no longer lives
0:25And I've been hanging with the wrong group again
0:28With myself and who else
0:29And a bunch of dead men who
0:31Wanna see my name on a headstone
0:35Finally motherf**ker I can be alone
0:37Tell my woman just to visit me from time to time
0:41And that I love her give my family that same line
0:45And to my brothers give my money to my murderers
0:48They deserve to be rewarded for their hard work
0:51I'm hard to kill who was with me
0:53When I was gunned down
0:54And stabbed up
0:56I bled alone and it changed me to a cold f**k
0:59And friend I've been on this course for so long
1:02If you knew how painful it was for me to live
1:05You'd want me gone
1:06I'm numb from my head to my toes
1:09How can I feel for another soul
1:11I can't even feel the f**king wind blow
1:14And scars cover my body and I'm scary and I'm ugly
1:17And women only touch me to tell others
1:19That they've touched me
1:20And men only touch me
1:21With bullets or to slug me
1:23And I only touch myself
1:24With a knife blade that cuts me
1:26And the devil is a b**ch
1:28Who just keeps trying to f**k me
1:30And my God is a woman w
1:31Ho don't give a f**k about me
1:33Because no-one loves a killer
1:34Not truly just trust me
1:36Where I'm from its survival
1:37Of the fittest and they all haunt me
1:40Welcome to the world's most dangerous game
1:43I know you've heard me say it before
1:44Now I'm inviting you to play
1:47You better be better than just good aim
1:49You'll need senses you either have 'em or you don't
1:52I can't explain
1:53Like when you walk into a room
1:55You memorize where everything is
1:57The exits the doors the windows
1:59Are there stairs are there kids
2:00Who you'll have to take and
2:02Who you'll have trouble with
2:03Running can be retreat or
2:05Re-positioning you decide what it is
2:07To a better vantage point
2:09Get low and dig in and make every shot count
2:12Because if the clip empties you're finished
2:14If a man approaches you at night
2:16And you have no idea why
2:17Don't wait to hear him speak
2:19Pull it out and don't shoot in the sky
2:21His eyes will widen up and aim right between those eyes
2:25When he drops don't run
2:26Stand over him and feel him die
2:28And if anyone you're unsure about around
2:30They gotta go too
2:32Or his family finds out
2:33And you have people you've never seen coming to kill you
2:36And I don't care who you are and if you care or not
2:39You're looking over your shoulder at every passing car
2:42You could be shot
2:43And once you've felt that stress life doesn't get to you
2:47Not anymore not after what we've been through
2:51And I no longer bother to ask father to forgive me
2:55I've been fighting all my life there's no fight left in me
2:59Every day I wake up ready to die
3:01But when I turn the gun on myself all I see is your big eyes
3:05And I've hurt you so much I can't do it one more time
3:09So I grind my teeth together and I try to unwind
3:13But time doesn't move when you're sitting in this spot
3:16And I'm trapped in this body with this soul I don't want
3:19And I think at night I cut myself to sleep
3:23Because I wake up and I'm stuck to my sheets
3:26And I don't recall what happened
3:28Was it me was it possession
3:30I have scars appear on my skin after dreams
3:33Where are my big eyes where am I
3:37I've lost my place at home by your side
3:40I've been trapped in that killing field
3:43Where it's carry a gun or die
3:45And cocksuckers wanna know how I'm still alive
3:47I had to kill to get here boys
3:49So next time you try
3:51Know I was baptized in blood and gun powder at age 5
3:55And when I close my eyes I only see one thing
3:59A pile of hands I cut off belonging to men
4:02Who've touched my queen and
4:04I can no longer hold myself together
4:08So I'm just gonna leave pieces of me laying wherever
My imaginations not a crazy one no I grew up in the slums Where they kill anything that grows I'm saying I can't make these things up so We only live reality if you daydream then you go And I'm tired of people saying I ain't did nothing they did I'm talking knife fights with kids a** kids Till one of us no longer lives And I've been hanging with the wrong group again With myself and who else And a bunch of dead men who Wanna see my name on a headstone Finally motherf**ker I can be alone Tell my woman just to visit me from time to time And that I love her give my family that same line And to my brothers give my money to my murderers They deserve to be rewarded for their hard work I'm hard to kill who was with me When I was gunned down And stabbed up I bled alone and it changed me to a cold f**k And friend I've been on this course for so long If you knew how painful it was for me to live You'd want me gone I'm numb from my head to my toes How can I feel for another soul I can't even feel the f**king wind blow And scars cover my body and I'm scary and I'm ugly And women only touch me to tell others That they've touched me And men only touch me With bullets or to slug me And I only touch myself With a knife blade that cuts me And the devil is a b**ch Who just keeps trying to f**k me And my God is a woman w Ho don't give a f**k about me Because no-one loves a killer Not truly just trust me Where I'm from its survival Of the fittest and they all haunt me Welcome to the world's most dangerous game I know you've heard me say it before Now I'm inviting you to play You better be better than just good aim You'll need senses you either have 'em or you don't I can't explain Like when you walk into a room You memorize where everything is The exits the doors the windows Are there stairs are there kids Who you'll have to take and Who you'll have trouble with Running can be retreat or Re-positioning you decide what it is To a better vantage point Get low and dig in and make every shot count Because if the clip empties you're finished If a man approaches you at night And you have no idea why Don't wait to hear him speak Pull it out and don't shoot in the sky His eyes will widen up and aim right between those eyes When he drops don't run Stand over him and feel him die And if anyone you're unsure about around They gotta go too Or his family finds out And you have people you've never seen coming to kill you And I don't care who you are and if you care or not You're looking over your shoulder at every passing car You could be shot And once you've felt that stress life doesn't get to you Not anymore not after what we've been through And I no longer bother to ask father to forgive me I've been fighting all my life there's no fight left in me Every day I wake up ready to die But when I turn the gun on myself all I see is your big eyes And I've hurt you so much I can't do it one more time So I grind my teeth together and I try to unwind But time doesn't move when you're sitting in this spot And I'm trapped in this body with this soul I don't want And I think at night I cut myself to sleep Because I wake up and I'm stuck to my sheets And I don't recall what happened Was it me was it possession I have scars appear on my skin after dreams Where are my big eyes where am I I've lost my place at home by your side I've been trapped in that killing field Where it's carry a gun or die And cocksuckers wanna know how I'm still alive I had to kill to get here boys So next time you try Know I was baptized in blood and gun powder at age 5 And when I close my eyes I only see one thing A pile of hands I cut off belonging to men Who've touched my queen and I can no longer hold myself together So I'm just gonna leave pieces of me laying wherever
Translation
Select a language to see the translated lyrics.