Isolated (featuring iLL)

Artist: Weerd Science featuring iLL
Track: “Isolated”

You don’t got a penny to your name and you’re broke as shit.
You keep droppin’ lyrics but nobody notices it.
The curse of my existence, for instance in an instant
You can witness this world’s wickedness
Life is reminiscent of the resonance
I remember when it was nice
My sediments takin’ resonance in my life
I gotta relax, chill out, take a breather
A joint or a beer’d be nice but I don’t got either
A hundred degree fever, I’m in desperate need
Of a bottle of Tylenol to silence all these things
I’m volatile, very frustrated, I’ve been modulated
To fit into a certain box like I was incarcerated
I made it a point to look into my future and guess what?
I’m fucked, ’cause I don’t see myself doin’ much of anything
Short of watchin’ TV. It’s no wonder why my whole family hates me

My life is mine whose fault if it sucks?
I blame myself I hate myself so much.
Families don’t like me, I get no love
I’m all alone I’m so isolated

I’ve been pourin’ blood sweat and tears in my flows
For years and years without gettin’ no dough
And the shit that I got I earned
Illegal or legal, it’s all hard work
And those who give up they don’t get there
And I don’t give a fuck ’cause Ill’s still here
It don’t matter how old or young I get
I was born and will die by this hip hop shit
I’m just like you, another poor me
Cryin’ in my fear, drownin’ my misery
Dreadin’ my hair, escapin’ life’s pitfalls
Charms of the road and hollow points
And I wish I may, and I wish I might
And I hope you hear this before I die
And if I die before this shit breaks
Then use it as a guide of what it takes
Motherfuckers

My life is mine whose fault if it sucks?
I blame myself I hate myself so much.
Families don’t like me, I get no love
I’m all alone I’m so isolated

Maybe I’ll have money
Maybe you won’t
Man, maybe I’ll be rich
Man, maybe you’ll be broke
Maybe I’ll make it
Maybe motherfucker you should take it
But wait!
It ain’t up for discussion or debatin’
It’s a simple fact, good things don’t come for those who wait
The American dream, forget the whole damn thing
You mean the house, the car, the whole damn thing?
You just livin’ at the movies, you get nothing
I can see it now
Me in the kiddie pool, drinkin’ Natty Bo
Pickup trucks all around, white trash
Man forget Gusto, I’m like the mayor of Locash
I’ll never have enough dough

My life is mine whose fault if it sucks?
I blame myself I hate myself so much.
Families don’t like me, I get no love
I’m all alone I’m so isolated

lyrics transcribed by: Evan Cassity for Kill Your Rapper