Art Mikveh – Stressed Lyrics

I’m feeling stressed
Sipping liquor
Can’t find my mind
Where its at
Pour me another shot

I’m drinking liquor
And I don’t know where my mind is at
I’m feeling stressed
And I don’t know where to find it at

I’m drinking liquor
And I don’t where my mind is at
I’m feeling stressed
And I don’t know where to find it at
I’m feeling stressed

Sickened by the bloody bags
Dripping from the illest intentions of
Stoned killers in the projects dealing
The hood was so corrupt
I’m not even thinking nothing of it
As I proceeded to bust shots I kept coming
Thugging the more I loved it and running the
from police
Represented thug life and showed no peace
The deeper I got into the weed the more I strayed
off
And the streets were my second home indeed
Late nights kicking it up under the street lights
I’m hanging with the fellas I’ll be in by midnight
So momma don’t worry cause’ I’m alright believe
that
The thugs on the block is looking out for us
young cats
Embracing the feeling one day to kick just like the
realest
In motion and time parted from homies no longer
living
I love and I really miss’em
They all kicking it in heaven with
They backs against wall straight chilling

I’m drinking liquor
And I don’t know where my mind is at
I’m feeling stressed
And I don’t know where to find it at

I’m drinking liquor
And I don’t know where my mind is at
I’m feeling stressed
And I don’t know where to find it at
I’m feeling stressed

Lost in conflicted visions
Salvation will paint my picture
I’m lost but never knowing the debt till I pay the
cost
I’m addicted to money, guns and drugs and ski-
mask
Blasting automatics at a rate when it came to
cash
You talk down on me like you ain’t feeling my
struggle
An adolescent with the gift of gap forced to
hustle
What’s in my destination
My fate waiting patiently for me to take it

Shaking it like its the new religion but I got to
face it
It ain’t no love left and if it was
It’ll probably be wasted instead of giving it to the
thugs
Nobody cared for me but they so quick
And when their wrong they less to care about
damage done
Then they expect me to show’em love
Man I ain’t dumb
I’m a kid from the gutter trying to have something
But you ain’t feeling that
Cause’ you would rather see me locked up with
my hands
Chained up behind my back

I’m drinking liquor
And I don’t know where my mind is at
I’m feeling stressed
And I don’t know where to find it at

I’m drinking liquor
And I don’t know where my mind is at
I’m feeling stressed
And I don’t know where to find it at
I’m feeling stressed

Blinded by tears
Lord forgive us
Guns kill
Thug living my better days
As I remain here
Smoking on weed keyed and laced with cemetery
visions
Of being driving to hell just reminiscing with
liquor
I got a feeling that we just going to have to deal
with these killings
Until the blind find their own selfish vision
I’m more than missing times I got
To kick it with homies who passed away
Say prayer
Lift my head
Walk away
Tragedy awaits us
Who am I to say its going to be better days
When I can’t understand these days
Gods’ plan devour the selfish wicked cowards as
they
Breathe freely Speaking from their tongues
crooked preachers
Lies carried into seeds
Only a matter of time before they
Grow up feeling harder to smile indeed
I know that you can’t believe
Hard to believe
You a victim of society
But not me

I’m drinking liquor
And I don’t know where my mind is at
I’m feeling stressed
And I don’t know where to find it at

I’m drinking liquor
And I don’t know where my mind is at
I’m feeling stressed
And I don’t know where to find it at
I’m feeling stressed
I’m feeling stressed