I believe this is another amazingly on point and nuanced commentary on the insanity that follows emotionally abusive relationships. The abuser has no anxieties, no emotional pain, or salience/memory for that matter, so the survivor appears to be the crazy one, obsessed with the abuse and that buzzword that seems to ignite arguments about diagnosing people without a degree, etc. funny how you say the words domestic violence, abuse, abuse survivor and boom the subject changes. Anyways, I especially relate to her midnights becoming afternoons, complex PTSD often leads to this phenomenon, whether due to purposeful sleep deprivation by the abuser, or just hyper vigilance associated with the PTSD, along with the fear of facing people, especially your loved ones, who
Never actually understand, even if they try, because all they see is you, on fire, screaming about the arsonist that no one ever sees, and who has been spreading lies about your alleged mental instability, deceptive personality, etc. the whole time. While the last thing survivors need is more blame, our society supports a narrative that blames the objectively innocent party because the blatantly guilty party has spent their entire lives fabricating a persona and we’re just being human, and human psychology is quite counterintuitive especially in the context of trauma. Look at Amber Heard. Vilified and not believed, regardless of what any abuse survivor could recognize as a fellow survivor instantly. But Johnny depp is a malignant narcissist, a man, and wealthy as all get out. It’s sick.
(Female voice sings throughout song)
I love it (Ha, I know ya do)
I love it (I know ya do)
I love it
(Psycho Les)
You need to save all your bullshit threats and drama
For the news guy
Niggas need to act their age
And not their shoe size
(JuJu)
Spittin' it raw
Spittin' til you slip on the floor
I make you girl not want you no more
You want war?
(Psycho Les)
Step to your label make 'em dish out all the cash in the place before
I hafta punch somebody's ass in the face
(JuJu)
Yo, yo, the ugliest thug never runnin' out of money in clubs
Got the crib with the African rugs
(Psycho Les)
Baggin' hoes by the carload
They call me Mr. Charmo
Break into their crib and disconnect the Star Alarm-o
(JuJu)
Yo, big fish eat little fish, you little bitch
You ticklish, I push niggas up like licorice
(Psycho Les)
You want to be a big baller, but you travelin'
Talk about battlin', nigga stop babblin'
(JuJu)
Yo, when the first body touches the ground
a lot of blood gushes around, my silencer crushes the sound
Jigged out patch your glazy suits, pimpin' hoes in daisy dukes
Beatnuts flip the most amazing loot
I love it
(Psycho Les)
What you love, losin' with a push and a shove
Who you think lent OJ the glove?
I love it
(JuJu)
When we bang hardcore
Make you slam on the hard floor
And do a backspin on the cardboard
I love it
(Psycho Les)
Show me your love
Jump from 20 stories above so I can write my name in your blood
I love it
(JuJu)
Why? Cause we own cribs, own whips and chrome rims
Bone skins with silicone tits
I love it (I know ya do, I know ya do)(Repeat 4x)
(Psycho Les)
You gettin' fidgety
Thinkin' of ways of gettin' rid of me
I scream on bitches like you
You ain't shit to me
I'll punch you while you talk on the phone
Walkin' alone
Park, even wait for you in front of your home
You should stop it
You can't even rhyme
Seen you front like a million times
Plus your knuckles ain't fuckin' with mine
Can't live without crossing the line
Busted my nine so money if you want it just follow the sign
(JuJu)
Huh, it's the beat programmer
Flip a beat
I'll flippin' beat ya sweet old gramma
(Psycho Les)
I'm in it 400%
Anybody gettin' it bent
Get hit with a block of cement
(JuJu)
Yo I stay high like a stewardess
Fuckin' with this, it's ludicrous
I just boned your bitch
Now she makin' me tuna fish
(Psycho Les)
I whistle you a rhyme offbeat
Try to listen everytime I speak
Bite my meat
(JuJu)
Oh, that was you?
Pickin' up the gold lobster
I thought you one for droppin' and poppin' the most caca
(Psycho Les)
Yo I spit it with the deli in ten
I don't really care who it offend
None of you niggas is payin' my rent
(JuJu)
Yo I hope you talk and lots of green
If not, why you stoppin' me?
Pullin' my arm, like a slot machine
(Psycho Les)
Yo take the money and run
Ju stay on some cowboy shit
Give me some whiskey and a fuckin' gun
I love it (I know ya do, I know ya do) (Repeat 4x)
I love it (Ha, I know ya do)
I love it (I know ya do)
I love it
(Psycho Les)
You need to save all your bullshit threats and drama
For the news guy
Niggas need to act their age
And not their shoe size
(JuJu)
Spittin' it raw
Spittin' til you slip on the floor
I make you girl not want you no more
You want war?
(Psycho Les)
Step to your label make 'em dish out all the cash in the place before
I hafta punch somebody's ass in the face
(JuJu)
Yo, yo, the ugliest thug never runnin' out of money in clubs
Got the crib with the African rugs
(Psycho Les)
Baggin' hoes by the carload
They call me Mr. Charmo
Break into their crib and disconnect the Star Alarm-o
(JuJu)
Yo, big fish eat little fish, you little bitch
You ticklish, I push niggas up like licorice
(Psycho Les)
You want to be a big baller, but you travelin'
Talk about battlin', nigga stop babblin'
(JuJu)
Yo, when the first body touches the ground
a lot of blood gushes around, my silencer crushes the sound
Jigged out patch your glazy suits, pimpin' hoes in daisy dukes
Beatnuts flip the most amazing loot
I love it
(Psycho Les)
What you love, losin' with a push and a shove
Who you think lent OJ the glove?
I love it
(JuJu)
When we bang hardcore
Make you slam on the hard floor
And do a backspin on the cardboard
I love it
(Psycho Les)
Show me your love
Jump from 20 stories above so I can write my name in your blood
I love it
(JuJu)
Why? Cause we own cribs, own whips and chrome rims
Bone skins with silicone tits
I love it (I know ya do, I know ya do)(Repeat 4x)
(Psycho Les)
You gettin' fidgety
Thinkin' of ways of gettin' rid of me
I scream on bitches like you
You ain't shit to me
I'll punch you while you talk on the phone
Walkin' alone
Park, even wait for you in front of your home
You should stop it
You can't even rhyme
Seen you front like a million times
Plus your knuckles ain't fuckin' with mine
Can't live without crossing the line
Busted my nine so money if you want it just follow the sign
(JuJu)
Huh, it's the beat programmer
Flip a beat
I'll flippin' beat ya sweet old gramma
(Psycho Les)
I'm in it 400%
Anybody gettin' it bent
Get hit with a block of cement
(JuJu)
Yo I stay high like a stewardess
Fuckin' with this, it's ludicrous
I just boned your bitch
Now she makin' me tuna fish
(Psycho Les)
I whistle you a rhyme offbeat
Try to listen everytime I speak
Bite my meat
(JuJu)
Oh, that was you?
Pickin' up the gold lobster
I thought you one for droppin' and poppin' the most caca
(Psycho Les)
Yo I spit it with the deli in ten
I don't really care who it offend
None of you niggas is payin' my rent
(JuJu)
Yo I hope you talk and lots of green
If not, why you stoppin' me?
Pullin' my arm, like a slot machine
(Psycho Les)
Yo take the money and run
Ju stay on some cowboy shit
Give me some whiskey and a fuckin' gun
I love it (I know ya do, I know ya do) (Repeat 4x)
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