The Great Debate

The Good, The Bad, The Neutral, there’s three sides up in my brain
They make me who I am, and they have a lot to say
So I’mma let them talk, and just show you the debate
And spit about my feelings, lay them out upon this tape
The Good, The Bad, The Neutral, there’s three sides up in my brain
They make me who I am, and they have a lot to say
So I’mma let them talk, and just show you the debate
And spit about my feelings, lay them out upon this tape
The Good, The Bad, The Neutral, there’s three sides up in my brain
They make me who I am, and they have a lot to say
So I’mma let them talk, and just show you the debate
And spit about my feelings, lay them out upon this tape
Kickin' with my homies, back in my home, the 251
Spittin' about the realest, never givin' up, 'cause it was fun
Always up on the grind, ain’t gon' stop 'til I make my funds
Depression had knocked me down, but now I’m standin' right back up
Comin' to claim the throne, and I’m here to make my case
I’m here to take my crown, and shove this mic up in your face
Boi I’m like an astronaut, my skills are outta this world
Yeah I know that line was cheesy, but yo bars are just absurd
Feelin' so looked down upon, you don’t think that I could win
'Cause I can feel this evil come, every time I go to spit
The Good, he holds it back, but I just cannot deal with this
Now I gotta let him out, just to see if he can make some sense
Now that I’ve arrived, it’s time for me to kill this and…
Thanks for lettin' me out, but tell me, why you seem so hesitant?
I just dunno why you hate me, seems like you think I left you under
But I ain’t do none of that dog, I just make you not wanna be sober
You sayin' I’m some bad dude, who made you fight depression
You almost took your life, now homie that’s a bit excessive
Took yourself to therapy, to make those thoughts supressive
You pulled it off for a while, now homie that was pretty impressive
I slowly crept back up to tell you, that it’s not so bad
Just let yourself give into me, don’t cry you should get mad
Let the anger in your heart, fill your bars up to the max
Then all you gotta do is hop up on the mic and spaz!
But I don’t wanna do it man, it seems a little risky
I was finally truly happy, then you started actin' shifty
Creepin' up in my brain, tryna tell me that I’m fine
When three or four times, I was close to suicide!
I’ve been trying to get rid of you, ever since those fateful days
But you just won’t go away, it’s like you’re trapped inside my brain
Every time I’m happy, you inject me with this pain
Now I’m feelin' all of this anger, and it’s coursing through my veins!
I refuse to let you win, I’m usin' music as an escape
To vent out all my pain, and put these bars up on the tape
Every night I pray to God, that he’ll relieve me of this curse
But I don’t think I have the strength to spit another verse…
Now listen closely NOM, because I know you’re fading slowly
But you need to stand back up, because I really need you homie
Without you I am nothing, I would not even exist
Because I am the good, and I’m helpin' you resist
You really gotta fight this, with your wanting to survive
If you let him win, you’re proving you’re the weakest side
You’ve become the Neutral, the remains of him and I
So you gotta find the balance, and embrace both of your sides…