Lyrics:
letters on a dead end sign
I had my foot on the gas as I left the road and blew out my mind
Eight miles outta memphis and I got no spare
Eight miles
(Yeah, yeah, oh-yeah, what condition my condition was in)
Someone painted "April Fool" in big black letters on a "Dead End" sign
I had my foot
oh-yeah, what condition my condition was in)
Someone painted "April Fool" in big black letters on a "Dead End" sign
I had my foot on the gas as I left
oh-yeah, what condition my condition was in)
Someone painted "April Fool" in big black letters on a "Dead End" sign
I had my foot on the gas as I left
I opened my eyes passed 25 thought I could be dead
Wrote the letter, sealed the envelope
Hands unsteadily gripping each side
This is what
Than whoever
Rapping putting shit together
Got a sixth sense
Talking to the dead
With ancient letters
Tough like leather
Jordan 11s with the pleather
everything else you followed me off the edge
Dead rats in letter bombs, a nice surprise for you two to open up
I hope one morning you get out of bed
know we can make it out alive
Leave me at the bottom
I am lost forever
Letters from the dead
Say goodbye
Sorrow falls upon us
This will be
the metal
Bloodshed and tears, talks in the letters
Another dead body, no talking to Kevin
I am what you call a survivor in the clutch
Grew up in the game,
my songs
But I don't know if I could cuff her, might be dead wrong
This a love letter to you
Baby what you wan do?
Let's pop out and buss a move
I'll
sad, take the good with
The bad, how the fuck we take the good when we Both are walking dead
Writing you these letters and I wonder did you get it
I've
painted April Fool in big black letters on a Dead End sign
I had my foot on the gas as I left the road and blew out my mind
Eight miles outta Memphis and I
deception
The letter drags you under
Dead like me what you deserve
Face the facts now Delilah
He left you for dead!
And everytime I see your face
It takes
Til' I'm dead and gone
Take my letter down to Southport
Send it on it's way
Long down the river
Where my Baby lay
Under the willow
The roots warm
make some noise while I beat box
Beat the box
Pussy good
Now I got her ass in a headlock
In my red socks dead pool
The letter n is an upside down u
and switches try to come get they gone know better
cin't no killer but niggas they wicked catch ya ass slippin now you 4 letter (Dead)
Big watch, big rocks,
hit
I look like how
Like boom
Now that nigga dead
Write a letter, send it it to his kid
Like damn
Now every pussy know what it is
I'm just tryna talk
you take everything, turn it around
Twisted up all I said
Every word and every letter
Dead in the summer, got me going under, oh
I said it was
oh-yeah, what condition my condition was in)
Someone painted "April Fool" in big black letters on a "Dead End" sign
I had my foot on the gas as I left
murdered your son,
Im closing the chapter on what has begun,
Dear Ms Jenkins, I murdered your son,
Dear mama, if you getting this letter, Im dead,
Im sorry
When I found out that each and every one of you were dead
Wrote a letter to the universe instead
She said I can put your mind at ease
I've got
so much i broke my mind
I just dropped in to see what condition my condition was in
Someone painted "april fool" in big black letters on a "dead end"
every day, They are with me every day
But my memories of that girl, still on my mind
Only I feel alive, and dead in a dead end as I write letters for my
and music and hash and bread
So I can eat daily and not drop dead
But the letters of rejection, they keep piling up
The position's all filled and I'm shit out
_(4715866111).jpg/300px-Dead_Letter_Circus_@_Capitol_(12_6_2010)_(4715866111).jpg "Dead Letter Circus")
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