Dead
Champ Abrams & Black Seoul
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My name is Chabewra The man that has no fear of Anything, I don't need to cheer up More than anything I really need to beer up Psychopath, I'm feeling like Akira Akira, I know you never ever hear of A black man playing Pacman in a Learjet Non stop gonna make me wanna tear up Uh Twitter make me feel bad I got 20 followers and I'm still sad That ain't enough, I wanna feel that, uh Power that I feel when I kill that Pum pum or verse on a ill track, uh If you really wanna know just peel back, uh My skull, inside you'll find a steel trap, uh It's my mind You'll never steal that, uh Yep, uh The future of the city No Fun Committee I want to pity I want to love, but I won't admit it Give me the gun 'cause I want to DEAD I don't know what to do with my life DEAD I don't know what to do with my life DEAD There's no happiness There's no way for me to come back from this No I'm not happy to clap for this Life that I'm living oo subtract me this I'm sorry, I'm bad at this They say that I should be an optimist But, in real life there's no option, it's Yes or no No's the answer Unless it's cancer Man, I need a lunar lander We goin extinct and I don't wanna pander But I need her to hand her life over to me Like Adam Sandler in that hotel movie I might Vamp-ir I candor 'cause I don't care if you call me the Champ or standard I aim for the hamper or the scrapper Treat me just like a pamper DEAD I don't know what to do with my life DEAD I don't know what to do with my life DEAD I don't even care about a beat I'll go a cappella, got me feelin' like a beast So I don't give a damn if you don't care about me Obviously you don't if you there without me You don't love me if you forget about me I'm nasty Feel it when I'm spittin' on the beat Need three girls and they feelin' on me Why you spillin' blood Bodies chillin' on the street Time to gather up the strong and pair 'em with the weak The devil is a lie Word to the meek Crucifix tattoo, prayer on fleek No time for the chapel Pray for me Holy water all dried up Ce la Vie Better pay up or catch a fade from me, uh I don't hate no more so don't hate on me Getting you to care is my J. O. - DEAD They know just what to do with your life DEAD They know just what to do with your life DEAD
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