Lyrics

Existential Headache
Written & Produced by iNFLiKT
Co-Written by P.A.T.H.

Verse 1
Guess the only one that I can look to is myself
No one was by my side when I would try to cry help
Pourin' out a bucket of tears until my eyes swelled
Left me completely deserted suffering through a dry spell
People told me "look to the sky!" but then the sky fell - fuck that
If I ain't gonna do it for my own sake then why else?
Time for me to pack up my bags and move on
I been stuck in the same place for too long
Back to the drawing board to put together plan B
I don't give a fuck if nobody understands me
Too many lukewarm friends wanna be family
Quit all the whinin' and complainin' now my man please
I ain't got no more time for you bitch ass pansies
I don't wanna get along I'd rather you left and gone can't we
Just agree or is this gonna be up to me?
Get the fuck outta my face you fuckin' dweeb

Chorus 1
I came to bring the pain hardcore from the brain
This is my existential angst
I came to bring the pain hardcore from the brain
This is my existential angst
I came to bring the pain hardcore from the brain
That's why iNFLiKT's the name (listen, pussy!)
Now are you ready to face the consequences and suffer?
I even tell ya mama you ain't shit, mothafucka!

Bridge 1
Another day, another headache - for real, kid!

Chorus 2
Another day, another headache - tryina survive
Carrying dead weight I wake up early and get to bed late
Tryina snatch some crumbs when the bread brake
And I'll be on this lonely road long as my legs take

Verse 2
'Til I don't got no calves or no shine bones
Even if I can barely limp home
Blood, sweat and tears through the hell, fire and brim stone
Even if I gotta do it like Jim Jones

Chorus 2
Another day, another headache - tryina survive
Carrying dead weight I wake up early and get to bed late
Tryina snatch some crumbs when the bread brake
And I'll be on this lonely road long as my legs take

Verse 3
Trudgin' on - ignorin' the bullshit
I stay above it calm only because I'm strong
Firm and still no one's undermining my determined will
Burn you lil' worms until ya urn is filled
(Murder kill!) every thang in sight
My fangs were white til they got blood stained from bites
A heinous sight but that's just the pain of life settin' in
Pesterin' 'til my head'll spin but never give in I'll forever win!

Verse 4 (P.A.T.H.)
I've been festerin' - letting the medicines take precedence
Evicted from my residence
Detectives pesterin', allegin' that I went in the tenements
But they never had a shred of evidence - they're not intelligent
I'm fed up with generic embellishments
Said I'm a felon man, the rest is irrelevant
Tell my man Cain not to worry I just dropped a twenty
On his commissary and I'ma keep it coming, buddy!

Chorus 2
Another day, another headache - tryina survive
Carrying dead weight I wake up early and get to bed late
Tryina snatch some crumbs when the bread brake
And I'll be on this lonely road long as my legs take

Verse 5
The pain'll last 'til my ankle snaps I'll carry on
The suffering has me stronger than Barry Bonds
You pussies pout and fuss bunch of powder puffs
Just want ya mouth to shut before I have to pound ya guts, bitch!

Bridge 2 (P.A.T.H.)
(You 'bout to what?!) I'm 'bout to make ya feel my pain
Cuz I'ma hit ya with the real shit I'm sick of the games
(You 'bout to what?!) We 'bout to make them feel our pain
Cuz we gon hit 'em with the ugliness we feel no shame
(You 'bout to what?!) I'm 'bout to make ya feel my pain
Cuz I'ma hit ya with the real shit I'm sick of the games
(You 'bout to what?!) We 'bout to make them feel our pain
(You 'bout to what?!) We 'bout to make them feel our pain

Chorus 3
(Bring it on!)
I won't take no prisoners if you in my way
Or prepare to be terrorized!
(Bring it on!)
Anybody who want it'll be M.I.A.
Believe it, bitch! I don't ever lie!
(2x)

Verse 6 (P.A.T.H.)
Dead in the middle of living silly the kid had an epiphany
That literally just quit the sinning in me
Something spinning in me - 180, if you will
Which benefits my vision which consists of getting real
Yes I've tipped the scaled, fit the bill, flipped the shit well
You didn't figure the kid was this big of a deal
Admit it, he has skill!
I tipped the Richter scale when I slipped and fell
Hit the wishing well when I was fishing
And pissed that my mission failed

Outro
You 'bout to what?! You ain't got the slightest clue what we been through!
What?! We just tryina survive! Another day, another headache!