Lyrics: Aloc D
Music: Aloc D
PTSD （Remix）
Beat: 《PTSD》Tech N9ne, Krizz Kaliko
Vocals: Tech N9ne, Krizz Kaliko，D.LAC（Ver 2）
Mix： biuC
【N9ne】
Uh-huh , Yup, O-K. Whatever,
Don't try to talk to me like you know what this is,
Yeah, I know I might have symptoms that are familiar to you, but.. I got this,
Thanks anyway..
【KK】
Don't let this eat me alive,
I only can see this world from the inside,
And I'm holding it inside,
Feel like I can cock it back and let it go,
And nothing's making sense,
And they have no patience for anything,
So I'm going on everything,
Somebody get me out of here,
【N9ne】
You don't see what I see,
So how the hell you gonna stop these voices,，
In my head, that got me offly rocky, do you copy?
traumatized much, from homicide, what?
Don't wanna flip, but mama I must be the one I trust,
I ain't got no friend, I ain't got no grin,
But I'm macho when I lock, load, and I block foes in,
When I stop souls in a rock, hold, I'ma drop those sins in a box so slim,
Inside of my nog' grows grim,
By heard, it goes deep,
I serve and go weep,
A verticle leap when you're alert in your sleep,
Was a word of a treatment, somebody murdered more peace,
Inside of my third it's so bleak,
Done so much dirt I go leap to chief,
【KK】
Don't let this eat me alive,
I only can see this world from the inside,
And I'm holding it inside,
Feel like I can cock it back and let it go,
And nothing's making sense,
And they have no patience for anything,
So I'm going on everything,
Somebody get me out of here,
【D.LAC】
whats the melody surrounding?
i hear the sound of violins
yet I can think of nothing but violence
mind depriving
why it can trigger my deepest anger
Oh I remember,
it’s the instrument played
when it occurred then recurred then recurred and recurred
and I could do nothing about it!
buried a recipe for a disaster and a catastrophe in my mind
Just in case I am failing to
Rest In Peace.
Ye, Me resting in peace, or shredded in pieces?
anything else does everybody want?
becuz imma swallow the toxicant and then die at once.
I don't even need an effing chronic one.
Twenty four seven I quenching on menace
and minute and second I get up all sweating
Get busy forgetting about the demon
that’s hitting me ，feeding me bitter
i went into hell for this wretch in myself
But nothing been ringing a bell
all I’m thinking is quitting my realm,
ain’t ready to tell it but deep inside
I really wanna give it a bit of more help.
but if I didn’t get it, to hell
imma drag the whole world with me
Cuz my emotion shut down
so I will take out everyone around me
in an alphabetic order
without even realizing it’s a slaughter
Im trapped in a corner
Ain’t no boarder for
Post Traumatic Sin Disorder