Lyrics:
find out that I'm dead
Body full of meds, mislead by a pill head
Fucking infrared cocked back, ready for the Feds
Been about a day since I bled in a pine
say go ad infinitum
So space is impossible, right
Wow, is that cool
I don't know
Maybe what do I think
Maybe time is the same way for an hour to go by
our hearts
This is not my home, no
Everyone's bought and sold
This is not my home
Everybody's walking round the dead and cold
One by one, by
down every inch of this brown stone
Fourteen days go by, I'm better on my feet
Keeping busy, let my vices take the lead
Never thought you'd be the one
of the day, it's not me that will get caught lacking
No cap, I don't get no girls at all
Always thrifting cause I'm too poor for the mall
Honda with no rims, I
eight days a week, and because of that me and God didn't speak for a while,
Now I crack a smile when asked my religious preference,
I utter a Tech
out?
Dead conversation
Dragged it, still waiting for bus, piss taking
Gilet and I'm patient, it's pissing it down and I'm fucking debating
Expectations
to play
I know you heard my diss from back in the day
I'm still down for war my soldiers know where you stay
You either at your mommas or somewhere out
(Can we live on) yuh
(In this perpetual XXXX day)
Shit done changed (Evil Empire)
Shit don't kill you dead nigga
You gon wind up being brain dead
hater hit by my ride
got my hands hustling for the rands
cos my heart go hard for the grands
got my hands holy holy for the grands
got my hands running
hater hit by my ride
Got my hands hustling for the rands
Cos my heart go hard for the grands
Got my hands holy holy for the grands
Got my hands running
you're my favorite person
I crave a new summer
Watching days pass by
I think I need to drink some more
Cause pain needs time
Meet you last fall
I put
how much I spent
I got everything I wished for what's left for me to get
All this ice on my neck that could pay your rent
I don't do no talking all I do
day
And as things went by
Bro I wanted to stay
My heart told me that im gonna get played
But I loved that girl so I just paid
People asked if I was okay
suicidal cynic
A fuckin’ all-star at the methadone clinic
Coulda been anything that he wanted to be
Ended up another junkie down at BMC
Like Groundhog Day
Rev. ain't right, his church ain't right
Deacon is a pimp, tell by his eyes
Mrs. Parks said, "Brother Starks, meet you at the numbers spot
Heard you got
the drink’s that’s in this house
I will give to thee.’
‘O you will sew your dead mare’s hide
And pour a drink for me.’
And he’s sewed up the bloody hide
Nah
Your about to hear an album
Made by someone
That's got absolutely no musical talent
Get ready
Yeah the fuck do you want man?
The albums finished
the die is duly cast
There is a dead man in my bed, she said
That smile you see upon his face
It's been there for many days
There's a dead man in my bed
I
away
'Cause I need that something you bring me every day
Brown eyes, you're beautiful and this song's for you
I wrote this song that I'm singing
I dream so much
And I just can't seem to find an
Answer to what I'm living for, in general
I can't keep living like this
It's breaking my heart day
better lock your door
Freedom comes, it ain't safe anymore
Freedom comes, oh, no, don't look away
Freedom comes, had to wait for the day
(Wait, wait,
were posted
By Chevron
Meanwhile a budget was placed in our hands
As the deadline in the sand came to an end
So much for the peace dividend
One
South,
And buy a house,
And sip on sweet iced tea,
Either way you're by my side,
I'm happy as can be,
Cause you're lovin me for me,
And not
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