Lyrics:
a missing uncle and another need a kidney flip
Face says I been stressed
I got a aunt getting her ass kicked by MS
Nigga, why am I here? For the look, for
Dear diary
It's a good day to breathe
But i feel so down
My room is full of masks
That don't fit my face
Except for the clown one
Even close friends
up, mouth-open, gaping at the feeder
Waiting for any positive comment from parents, friends and teachers
You get a faster reaction if you show someone
paranoid, lookin for the niggaz that did him in
They say it was his homie coulda been his best friend
My mama tell me keep my head on solid ground
But I can't
cll summer, tan.
What a bummer, man
We burned tires on our bonfires
We burned brains and guitars on funeral pyres
We glowed green for days on end
We
Verse One:
And the saints come marching in
Serpentine regime ordered by response sort of fell this population
Caboose humming no fence me in a van
trash!)
College will be paradise, if I'm not dead by June!
But I know, I know, life can be beautiful
I pray, I pray for a better way
If we changed
trash!)
College will be paradise, if I'm not dead by June!
But I know, I know, life can be beautiful
I pray, I pray for a better way
If we changed
Outlawz, like we're yours
Are you a friend or fo'
Empty your mind reveal the truth mo'
On the mash for glory, never control
forfill my prophet's final
Crazy as a loon
He throw us all in jail
For carryin' harpoons
Ah me I busted out
Don't even ask me how
I went to get some help
I walked by
Dear diary it's me again, another day of misery
I'm overusing alcohol and thinking over killing me
You're billing me a mili for a happy time it's
memories
A couple wrong turns'll turn a friend to an enemy
See, phony people like phony people
Even you could be mistaken if you phone these people
Look,
There's gonna be a funeral for nuclear weapons
And i'm going to be there
There's gonna be a funeral for nuclear weapons
And i hope you come too
impeded in your head! You're dead on contact
The headline in the post the next day reads, "Man killed by best friend"
People cut the article out and they
one
(It's a scandal! it's a scandal! such a scandal!)
Now, Stephen's in the dock for spending money that was earned
By Christine,
His lips were moving up and down
A mutual friend he doesn't see much now He's in my phone
He said I'm in his too
He wants to be more official
He
the green
Rats sniffing for the cheese
Keep a small circle team
Big circle make easy breach
Who can hold water
Nah I hold my own drink
Lost a lot of friends
R.I.P. real niggas
Lately I only do the shit that inspire me
Lately niggas treat the Shade Room like a diary
Oh yeah, is that what you heard?
Believing
love you when you at the funeral
Fuck all that talking I don't wanna speak at all yeah
I had to get me a cheque
And I did it by my lonely did it by my
How not to lose face in this masquerade
Everything, everything in the country
Is decided by wealthy uncles
Fuck the cosmonauts
There won't be enough
Imagine lying face first down on a cobbled street,
Covered in horse shit as the carriages roll by,
Not a friend in the world with the winter blowing in,
Friends that's a genuine statement
From the heart, i love you guys let's go
I've lost some friends and some
Friends have lost me
But I'm not catching up
(It's a scandal, it's a scandal, such a scandal)
Now Stephen's in the dock for spending money that was earned
By Christine, and the prosecution says
as my friend
Sweet tea, sweet dreams
Drawings from notebook fields
Ray of light goes away of curtain
Drawings from diary whites
Lip gloss and my wrist
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