Brain Dead
Strayous
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Answer my phone after it ring Always on the mic finna sing Got a leather belt around my neck, bouta jump off my deck I don't go on dates, I gotta be home by 8 But my bedtime is midnight straight Girl why do you always seem to hate What did I do wrong Happiness it's been so long I'm so fucking gone Hitting shit from a bong I don't know what I do Every time I talk to you I start to feel so warm Why does rain always pour Demons at my feet I count four Exploring my own lore My head I'll give you a tour But beware there's so much gore What I do doesn't matter Feeling so mad call me the hater Oh shit did I mess up Can't really rap got a lump Probably got something like a tumor But that shit is just a rumor Sitting all alone in my room Demons above always loom They don't seem to leave me alone You know I ain't picking up the phone I'm paralyzed I am stunned Dead on my floor I've been gunned Gotta realize my mistakes I ain't rich not Bill Gates Even if I had a dollar these girls wouldn't holla Because I'm so lame I'm always losing my own game
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