LONE / BAD BLOOD Video (MV)

Drastic or romantic, f*ck it I don't know the difference
Think I lost it so I panic but I don't know what is missing
You're messing with my heart, while I question its existence
Drown my problems in false confidence, and keep on with the mission
Time's slipping from my grasp
Life's kicking my ass
I don't want to be left behind I don't want to be last
Is it easy to spit facts
When your hidden by a mask
These words are more then empty rhymes, I analyze the past
This is our worlds problems, I look em in the face
I think everybody's out of line, I put em in they place
You can hurry up and die, get in line and find your place
I write the ragers bible, and I'm living in good faith
Of f*ck the system, try to break it, haul you off to prison
If your wallet's missing, for the ticket, f*ck it you in prison
I didn't sign up for this, I don't remember voting
When I die you might not give a shit but you'll remember flowing
Bad blood, bad blood yeah
Bad blood, bad blood yeah
Bad blood, bad blood yeah
Bad blood, bad blood yeah
The deterioration of a generation, what a downward spiral
Think my generation is infected and we going viral
Trend after trend, I hope I don't see the end
Work a full time job but got nothing left to spend
Whole check spent on rent and my phone bill
When I check my phone I see someone signed a deal
What the f*ck, I'm tired of it
What's up, you can't even spit
Get up, before I hit you again
You slump, from the dumb punk with the pen
Got lit last night, now I'm drunk again
You would think there's something that I'm trying to forget
Aye, but I can't remember it, yeah aye, I can't remember it
Must've slipped, must've tripped, thought I was sober until this shit
Last thing I remember, I was fine, until I blacked out, then I revived
Three days, afterlife, freebase, amplify
Cremate, if I die, please make, sacrifice
I been tryna find a way to bring hope back into my life
Spending Sunday's in the church, while I'm staying out at night
Asking God to fix my problems, but it's my fault that I feel this way
Death lead me to heavens gates but I know I'll have hell to pay, yeah
(Mississippi Mud is soaked in black blood, how many more must die?)