Empier ENT - A.I.D.S (Alcohol In Da System) Lyrics

Bitch who you playing getting dick I'm out slaving
My heart is raging feeling all this time is wasted
My friends tell me slow it down nigga just be patient
You tried to make me a problem in this whole equation

How dare you say the things you did and show others with actions
Got me drinking drowning my emotions from the acting
You slackin' and these head shots are adding
Mentally not where I wanna be cause you aborted me

I don't mean to hit you, I don't
But shit I'm going crazy you don't
Care every time it happen you repeat
Saying that you love me from underneath some sheets

It ain't easy being me
A life as a celebrity is more than heavenly
But damn, I invested everything I had
Now you seeing me is something that you wish you never had


The bottles, doing things I never done
The bottles, I can't tell my up from down
The bottles, can you let go of it now

My hand is holding on to something
That I can't let go


Why you always hit me
Always yelling, always talking bout I'm never right
Always talking bout I cheat when I'm not complete
Cause every week I see you with that bottle taking flight

This is pain and its deep and I feel like crying
Cause that 40 ounce bottle has our love dying
What happen to the talks that you would never hurt me
You was telling the truth but that drink was lying

I sit and take the pain when really I can leave
When really I can find another one to make me see
The life that I been missing, the kisses from some lips
That ain't filled with alcohol and all that other

Shit. at night watching movies of a perfect couple
A beautiful woman clinching her mans muscles
No worry of getting hit by a fist to the heart
We both play our part


The bottles, doing things I never done
The bottles, I can't tell my up from down
The bottles, can you let go of it now

My hand is holding on to something
That I can't let go


It's hard as hell, its hard as hell
Will these niggaz get over me? It's hard to tell
Picture this. You tryna get a kiss
And all of a sudden me going down your esophagus

Now you turning and now I'm burning
And now your yearning for a little touch of heaven but your closer to the curtain
Closing got you so open,
That's probably why they prefer me over smoking

You better get with it while your still living
And get closer to heaven while you still feel it
Got to kill em, cause deep inside they want to love
I try to get through to em, but it just aint enough

And all this yelling got my head hurting and still searching for ways
Working on a different path but still lurking in this version
Got these niggaz acting like some alcohol virgins
So I'm bout to come in and do work like a brain surgeon

I know they feel love
And even though it aint real love it's still love
He start reaching for me and she tryna take me away from him
He like im tired of all this jealousy and hate woman

And now she yelling back they off track
He like just get back, just get back
And now that at it again
Damn, hold on, my head hurt