- Votes:
- Composers:
- Gerald John David Eaton
- Keinan Warsame
- Brian West
 
- See also:
Knaan - Boxing My Shadows lyrics
It's like writing to the dead, dear people
 I don't know if you'll hear my last plea
 But somebody needs to be a little concerned about me
 It's like I'm standing on the edge of a high tower by K'neen
 Y'all are rootin' me to jump, and nobody stoppin' me
 It's like a drug filled rock and roll documentary
 Just wait till the world knows what's inside of me
 'Cause you'll be sorry when I'm gone and I'll be gone so very soon
 If the pressure on my diaphragm keeps resisting
 If the feds keep my brothers stompin' up and down prisons
 If you can't understand my offerings and deep mission
 No label is willing to see my unique vision
 (If metro housing keeps threatening my poor mother with eviction)
 You'll be sorry, you'll be sorry
 You'll be sorry if I stay so poor
 I can't afford my own medicine to cure my ulcer
 And get vexed at every rich person that walks past
 That won't blast
 Just yet I don't even have enough gas
 To pass the exit, so don't laugh
 Don't laugh
 I think a smile is a charity
 But fuck, don't laugh my anger
 Resulted from pressure, exhaustion
 My boys be orphans
 My voice is all bent
 I'm tired, I'm coughing
 My daddy's divorcin'
 My momma is hopin'
 My eyes be so open
 For chances, I'm walkin'
 I'm walkin' and talkin' and boxing my shadow
 I hate you, I hate this, I hate food, I won't eat
 In case you offend me, I wait you, so don't sleep
 I hate you, I hate this, I hate food, I won't eat
 In case you offend me, I wait you, so don't sleep
 I hate you, I hate this, I hate food, I won't eat
 In case you offend me, I wait you, so don't sleep
 It's like the possibility of making it in the industry
 Is just around the corner now, it's just about your ability
 But see, it's like an enigma, an insomniac singer
 A dream, a figment of your imagination it seems
 It'll never be successful
 Knaan - Boxing My Shadows - http://motolyrics.com/knaan/boxing-my-shadows-lyrics.html
 Please protect your neck before they squeeze
 I'm your biggest hater, you suck
 And even if you don't, you know your luck
 You'll probably get run over by a truck before your first label meeting
 Meeting is the issue, you prick
 Yo, yo, you really make me sick
 No, no you make me sick
 I can't stand this argument
 See this is what happens when my mind starts to dwell
 And my strength starts to fail
 And I get an anxiety resulted in panic attacks, exhaustion
 I might as well look for a fence
 My health is dissolving
 I am tired, I'm coughing
 My wife is divorcing
 My girlfriend is open
 'Cause I gotta so open
 Over these niggas, walkin'
 I'm walkin' and talking and boxing my shadows
 I hate you, I hate this, I hate food, I won't eat
 In case you offend me, I wait you, so don't sleep
 I hate you, I hate this, I hate food, I won't eat
 In case you offend me, I wait you, so don't sleep
 I hate you, I hate this, I hate food, I won't eat
 In case you offend me, I wait you, so don't sleep
 And now I sing about the poor, and I sing about the war
 And how can I not represent when I'm the most critically acclaimed
 Put most emcees to a lyrical shame
 Get some, um, fame, express my pain and still keep this shit raw
 How can one person be so poor?
 Look at it, you're better off without me
 I mean even I doubt me
 My own dreams mock me
 The snicker and talk about me
 They want me to suffer about me
 Take my life around me, rob me
 They got me boxing my own shadow
 I hate you, I hate this, I hate food, I won't eat
 In case you offend me, I wait you, so don't sleep
 I hate you, I hate this, I hate food, I won't eat
 In case you offend me, I wait you, so don't sleep
 I hate you, I hate this, I hate food, I won't eat
 In case you offend me, I wait you, so don't sleep








