Lyrics:
in pain for
Next thing you know bad bitch come hand me a strange dose
She like take this see where your pain go
And I ain't give no fuck
So I took it
die for my respect
Get cash on em
Gotta spaz on em
Punk Ass Bitch Act A Hoe put my hands on em
I;ma one man army I'ma do it by myself
But when I get up
Blinded by emotion you don't notice the holes opening
Then here come the ghosts again the show up with dope in hand
Then I go back to prison that's when you
to share her life with other man, my broken heart is falling down
And I can see she's walking by, taking his hand, my broken mind is falling down until
M.D.B
Uh Um
Man, press play
Yea
I'm Ted Bundy, I been had Bitches, I still got money
A little rugged, I hit my blunt
and I'm gettin' chubby
Don't
the one for me, already knew it
I'm a walking green flag
I'll be the best thing that you've ever had
Give me a moment I gotta leave space for the tag (okay)
off OnlyFans
I don't really call her phone but I slut her out when I can
You keep blowing her shit up and I got her ass in my hand
I got the bitches
behave
You give me a smile and then I'm wrapped up in your magic
Music all around me
Crazy music
Music that keeps calling me so very close to you
(Look up at what's around you
Would you give up?
Do you think we...)
There's not a prayer that you can say
To save you this time, this time
Little horned
all this started I was born it
It's no coincidence yeah punch lines gorgeous
Si shaya ama chorus the corporates called now give me dividends ay
Mshana
feel the braille
Lost inside the shuffle of the bitches and the mail
He rolled up and told me: 'Inhale...'
To live or die by the same shit
Leavin behind
hands
A voice like thunder
You won't give him the pleasure of seeing you cry
(chorus)
Alabama boy inside a man
Living your life the best that you can
a man by repeatedly beatin' me
I hope I grow up before I'm finished being strangled
I black out then wake up tied to the coffee table
With a jump rope
in my face talking bout (You hit my gal)!
I'm looking at him stupid like man this shit is wild
You better give me space asshole I ain't ya pal
the hell can't I help this man
with the nerve to approach me with an empty hand
Put some money in them little envelopes for charity
It could be me in 5 years
[Poet]
Now how should I start this first let me explain
Straight up drama since I bumrushed this game
Now I been doing this since a little rugrat
(whaddup)
Yaeh, now head banging to you're nauseous
See when I come in I'm sweating like the running man
Game of deaths Skits V got the upper hand
My
in it ooh yeah yeah
Said I just got to have it
Little sugar give it to me
Oh you're sweet so sweet ooh yeah yeah yeah
I got to say I really love
silver badge a little crooked,
he shakes the other guards hand like he never shook it.
back in the cell he said 'i'll take the bag right?,
out to the yard
the best and I
Finally had my little girl
The most beautiful thing I
Ever seen‚ nuttin' less
We one in the same, something special
Daddy gave you his name
I
face red? Man you wasted!"
Well since age twelve, I've felt like I'm someone else
'Cause I hung my original self from the top bunk with a belt
Got pissed
These people get fat while we
Starve and go through hell
Nobody looking for no hand out
We offer our skills
In return for a little scraps
And on the glass
unholy seismic shift[00:44.02]I'm tireder than I've got a right to be[00:47.47]A little messed round by humanity[00:51.15]That dress lies crumpled
of my magic hand
She said she like the way it
Stretch out like plastic man
Sauce money tell me where would
You have it land told shorty look I got to
Get
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