Hot Mess Lyrics - Ratchet - Shamir

What ever happened to Mort Marcus 

or Satcha. 

How about Hugo Mittens 

or Elijah Smoothe 

and Teddy Pasta 

a straight hair rasta 

with a bone straight weave that will bring you to your knees. 

Assuming they're all hot messes like me. 

Mm... who knows? 

This is the time 

This is the time 

This is the time 

This is the time 

This is the time 

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Never thought I'd be this cold 

Cuz of my life I've lost a hold 

You can have it. It's yours, not mine 

Cuz the only thing on my mind is... 

It's all of me what's born to be 

Cuz what they say is not what it seems 

Feel like I'm right but always wrong 

I guess I just don't belong 

Can I have a drink? Don't wanna think 

Cuz my outlook is on my enemy 

Just wanna sleep cuz I miss the link 

Between what I want and what's given to me 

It's all of me what's born to be 

Cuz what they say is not what it seems 

Feel like I'm right but always wrong 

I guess I just don't belong 

Photos 

My body aches 

My mind's at rest 

Thinking about every bad decision 

Feel so alone 

Don't have a home 

But I'm part of a bigger mission 

It's all of me what's born to be 

Cuz what they say is not what it seems 

Feel like I'm right but always wrong 

I guess I just don't belong