Sir Stevo - Panic Attack (Gimme the Xanax) [feat. Bizarre] Lyrics

I just want to escape from this mess
Never want to be the f*cking best
Heart beating out through my chest
No sleep, can't sleep, never rest
Issues remain unaddressed
Life as a whole has me stressed
That's the point it's a test
Get the f*ck up and get dressed
Positive outlook, be blessed
F*ck that I'm too damn depressed
Down a few Xanax I guess
Now I'm a god f*ck stress
Everlasting calm no less
Free to be Ireland's pest

I'm having a panic attack (shit)
Stash of Xanax is lax (f*ck)
I'm manic stand back (boom)
I'm having a panic attack (shit)
My stocks of Xanax are lax (f*ck)
I'm getting manic stand back (boom)

Breathe breathe breathe
F*ck that!

My face is famous, but the race is shameless, top place is Aimless
Aimlessly placin myself up on stages, these golden cages
Make a hook and just aim it, make it look Painless, erase all traces
Forgetting all faces, goin through the phases, sheddin my graces

Hands shakin, stress raisin, hearts racing, everyone's pacin
Can he even do the show we're facin
Hes creating, he looks fine, but he's f*cking fakin
Eyes glazing
The crowds are waiting
These short breaths that hes takin, squeezed through lungs that are f*cking breaking

I'm having a panic attack (shit)
Stash of Xanax is lax (f*ck)
I'm manic stand back (boom)
I'm having a panic attack (shit)
My stocks of Xanax are lax (f*ck)
I'm getting manic stand back (boom)

So f*ckin sick I need an injection
Crazy rap side needs some affection
BET awards sniffed a half a bird
Everybody looking at me I ain't said a word
Fighting and boxing, so f*cked up I'm ducking and diving
Right hook, left one too
Who wanna fight, I'll shit on your whole crew
Bizarres the illest, Bizarres the realest
Even if you was a paraplegic you still feel it
I got bullets that go bang bang bang
Seven mile I'm in the gang gang gang
Filthy drunk off cream and vodka
Off beat like Silk Da Shocker
Miami just copped me a reef
Miami I'm sniffin off a plate
Bizarre, the light skinned guy
I get high as the sky
You wanna fight, put em up
You wanna shoot, blow em up, BLAOH

Bizarre just called me a paraplegic on my own track
He musta sat on me, that's how I broke my back
I'm doing good now, that f*ckers smoking crack
But I must run now, I'm having a panic attack

I'm having a panic attack (shit)
Stash of Xanax is lax (f*ck)
I'm manic stand back (boom)
I'm having a panic attack (shit)
My stocks of Xanax are lax (f*ck)
I'm getting manic stand back (boom)

These dark thoughts don't own me but they know me too well
I've been fighting demons for years you can probably tell
Put them back in their cages I'm raging gonna escape this hell
Waking up in the night to fight my mirror and see my face and yell

Breathe Steve
Steve breathe
Breathe steve
Steve breathe