Lyrics:
The rides not so good, here in the black
regretting bad beer, followed by jack
I feel like I’m in a confessional
in the back of a golden,a golden
'Til I'm 6 feet under, Mammon so jealous
Slept head on cement, and I may need fucking help
Burn daylight, laced with something else
Clever
ends
Retrace each and every step, running backwards till I'm dead
All I know, is if i go, eyes are shut, my path is chose
I refuse to deny this beat in
I talk bout you on my tracks
You're drop dead gorgeous girl its fatal attraction
Im tryna give you love tenderness and compassion
When we first met
a Chihuahua
Look at your gang they not even there
Most these niggas just some pussies
If you think these niggas get racks you dead wrong
and me
Not sure if I'm dreaming or I'm dead
That's just life under the big top
Another night on the wire waiting for the big drop
Remember the applause
of your bed
But I won't let you get In my head
Not again Resurrect
All the love that was dead
We can transcend
Bringing the coherence from my brain to your
about nothing but theses oh wops
Chasing bread only focused on making the crew pop
Hip Hop is dead and any other muttererings that I stutter
I didn't mean
dead fish go with the flow
But it's important to know
That to live is to spell it backward, though
When it's not worth using a coat hanger as a through
With everything you've become
And all of the damage done
I'm taking a risk by instilling your punishment
But if I don't then who will?
No one is up
What made him different and why
Did his name live on too
[Chorus]
For me to live is Christ, to die is gain
There's no other name by which I'm saved
of blood ?? and graved in
Your forehead, your crew came but they all dead
They in the meat market chillin with the boars head
Straight up and down I'm here
These are the confessions of the heart
I need to tell you while I’m still a part
I used to dream you would go far
But I don’t want us to end up
knew if he ran up, he a dead one to his offspring
Twenty for the dub and I'm not changing the offering
I might need some halls cause this gas got me
at
The princes, aces and winches
I can tell by your face with the stitches
You hate the stink of when I
Shrink you down to size
This is the story of the
Beast
that summer came
We bagged and tagged a hundred eighths
And I started shottin' I'm not a
Gangster I won't tell you lies
I've been dead and alive from
Shorty got a bubble butt with a thigh gap
Never mind that got a little sidetracked
Remember finding dead bodies
Off of Humber bike path
Life going by fast
Slabs of meat /Death by ice
In a freezer /c bad way to go
Powder blue screen /Live my life in
Covered in frost /Suspended
Dead end slice /animation
dead
I don't believe you when you say that you trust the words that I said
you throw me in the water with a swimsuit made of lead
I'm allergic
the way
So i trust thr guidance
With no evidences
I'm carried away by the wind
My mental health is like the ocean
The highs & lows got me deep
Don't talk
Have dealt with
Zero consequence!
Walking down the streets
You think I’m marked by the beast
Cold blooded, a disaster, rid with putrid disease
I
I'm living in the moment
Looking down the sights scoping
Looking down the sights scoping
Hard lock
No need for the quick grab
Nah
I been watching since
I can't call it I ain't worried why they hate me
I don't complain about it let me motivate me
If you looking for me you can find me
By the gutter
the back doorWhispers follow fear and fear follows bad thoughts.Everybody follow me i know what we are bound for
This aint even it, i'm still not finished
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