Nizzy Nate

Lyrics:

*Telephone Ring (3x)


Hello?
Hello?

                 ((GRHYME))

So have you ever looked into the eyes
of somebody you love?
& told em how your heart feel
despite you being drunk?
Ever been one to wonder why it's so damn hard to trust
but turn around & bite your tongue
sweep the truth under the rug
see I was there, I know
just what it's like to be alone at night thinkin,
sippin liqour to kill the pain inside of my liver.
Jack & Jill, we climbed the hill
but then we fell down
scars show but only if you don't forgive em
Mrs. I just wish you would listen
cause half the reason that i'm crazy's cause you with him
when I kissed your lips I knew just what you had for dinner
& When you have his kids I hope it's not the names we'd give em
Capri.
I hope you miss me when Carson is getting carsick
& how I held your hair when you took your body & starved it
way before them tattoos
took your heart & I guarded it
you my Garden of Eden babe
but now I need to weed it again

Took too many coulda been 2, maybe 3.

Hallucinations take me back when it was you & me

Another time another place, a different moment

but now it's just a memory, a bittersweet emotion. 

& I been chokin back these tears for bout a year now

It's clear you brought the monster in the mirror out

When we were younger, I was scared when you would leave town

You never knowing love, the only thing I fear now.

(Lost Voicemail)

"I was just calling to let you know that, I miss you. 
and that I still love you, like I said I would. 
I mean I know things change & people do too but, 
forever was my intention. 
You always told me that loving someone & being in love were two different things, see I never knew the difference. 
& despite the distance I was thinking we could maybe....."

Song Writer: Brady Akin

Mixed/Mastered by @N7NDEZ

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The Lost Voicemails: #1 (2015)

Did this back in 2012. 
If it gets enough love i'll re record it with some more soul. 
I had no idea the weight these lyrics would carry until now. 


As the sun goes down in this ghost town, I’m just thinkin back like damn, man, really should tried harder in school but it's hard when you don’t fit into a particular group, and everybody knows your last name, but they wont say it, wont even look at your face, inside the hallway, reputations… hard to earn, except the hardest part about it is the lesson learned, that once you burn a bridge in life decide to let go? That you don't get a second try and that there's no tomorrow. No one to follow just in case you get lost? No one to put you back up on your horse in case you fall off, there wont be none of that. So saddle up little soldier, there's a war to fight ,and understand that a man can be damaged too. and if you don’t manage your habits you’ll be acting like an animal,once a hand to hold now it’s a handle of booze, a cup of southern comfort and well pour it for you, a toast for the lost souls, now your stuck in it too, you see your stuck in a loop, and nobody wannna help you? whats new, lonely? Now you a part of the group. 

True story of American youth true story of American youth, you see I wanna help em out but I cant seem too. I Cant even handle my own, let alone you too. 

But life goes on, unplanned, your calendar fills up with all these one night stands, cant even count em on two hands, cant back out. Started with just a kiss but it’s a kid you see now. Oh yea, and rents due too. Better go write a check and make another one soon, and somehow find a way to way to maybe make make it all work, cause life is a little harder when its nothing but hurt. 

I wish I could save you, I wish I could make you understand who I am, but I can’t, I can’t, I can’t, 

and all them times that I ran, I , never set out to hurt you, I just tried to be fair, for the fam, so I ran, I ran . 

Man I hope those words stick, like a heartbreak, some little girl just had to read em in her driveway, cause daddy left, he’s never gonna come back again, true story of half of these dads that had a kid. And why my generation wont ever respect a man. They tell us follow all these rules, and if we don’t , we bad, whoever ever made em has gotta be told they gotta change, beggin the lord bring the rain, erase the pain 
. 
and Johnny went to school, to, like everyone else, except he couldn't fit in, nobody helped, or so he wrote, the bullies were out to get him, shove him inside a locker, lock him up, an then forget him. How many times have we been told to be nice? Then we gossip in the line about the gays and their rights, how they can’t be the same, they must be sick in the mind, The bible is always right, but followed half of the time. 

Growing up I guess I never really shared, I'm fighting to find a way to make these other kids care, gotta believe me, and all the past is said and done so grab a drink and put it up, and bring me another cup, throw me another lighter, and roll a couple a blunts, its funny how being fake, make you famous in 2 months, I’ll take the fans from ya but the clothes man they gotta go… and all that fake ass rap shit, its getting old. 

Truth be told I will only be tellin truths, and this is the first time Abe the one kill Boothe, and if you don’t get it, man, you musta skipped school, I'm beggin for you to find time, to find what you do. Cause in this life here? You will only get one chance, opportunities come, but then they gone in the wind, don’t ever mess em up, you'll never see em again, and faith the only way to get away from a sin, 

So this is for the kids that wanna grin but look down, 
the ones that got it all, but just a face in the crowd, 
I'm smothered by all the kids, who just tryna be cool, 
this is the true story of American youth,

Nizzy Nate

Danielle Fangio