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Gamble the Greedy Grin

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I'ma take em' six feet underground
We goin to the darker side of town
I ain't like the way I used to be
Don't pretend to know me kill em slowly
Writin' eulogies
Kill em all, kill em all, kill em all
I've been writin' eulogies
R.i.p, r.i.p
I've been writin' eulogies
Kill em all, kill em all, kill em all
I've been writin' eulogies
R.i.p, r.i.p
I've been writin' eulogies
I'm from the shadow of death
The reaper down by my side
They think I lost all my confidence
And I'm ready to die
I'm feelin' like Christopher Wallace, they say the limit's the sky
But when you been stuck at the bottom, man everybody get's high
You ask the chef what's for dinner when he been cookin' the spoon
Then take a look at them pupils they just as big as the moon
I'm smellin' crack in the back of the alley, that's hooker's perfume
You think you know who I am? don't ever fuckin' assume
Ain't got no time for a lab rat
Just crossed my path with a black cat
I'm killin' that pussy with the mirror I smashed, dog how fucked up is that
I've never had luck on my side
That makes me a gamblin' fool
I'm feelin' like Cujo against the odds I got nothin' to lose
I'm Stephen King in this booth
You Pennywise on some juice
Mumblin' over records and thinkin' that you the truth
But the truth is that youz a clown, a phony, a suckah, a lame
I brought my hearse to the track boy get the f*ck out my lane
We goin' down
I'ma take em' six feet underground
We goin to the darker side of town
I ain't like the way I used to be
Don't pretend to know me kill em slowly
Writin' eulogies
Kill em all, kill em all, kill em all
I've been writin' eulogies
R.i.p, r.i.p
I've been writin' eulogies
Kill em all, kill em all, kill em all
I've been writin' eulogies
R.i.p, r.i.p
I've been writin' eulogies
They say that I'm way too dark, I'm infatuated with death
My brain is way too polluted and I can't cope with the stress
Most of my family are trapped in the slum addicted to meth
And they livin' out on the streets, this my only way to connect
Man what the f*ck you expect
When you bottled up and suppressed
But you at the bottom of that bottle sinkin'
They think you're depressed
I got a lot on my mind, I feel like the world's on my shoulder's, everyday I feel colder
We one step closer to death
So I'm thinkin' outside the box, I gotta stick to the plot
If it isn't written in stone then why the f*ck would I stop?
I where my heart on my sleeve when I'm writin', stirrin' up words
Til' the day I'm squirmin' with worms you know I'ma give what I got
Everybody followin' trends
Phonies are quick to be friends
But remember who has your back when your down and everything ends
That's why I count my friends on one hand til the day that I die
But when we look in the mirror homie, it's just you and I
We goin down
I'ma take em' six feet underground
We goin to the darker side of town
I ain't like the way I used to be
Don't pretend to know me kill em slowly
Writin' eulogies
Kill em all, kill em all, kill em all
I've been writin' eulogies
R.i.p, r.i.p
I've been writin' eulogies
Kill em all, kill em all, kill em all
I've been writin' eulogies
R.i.p, r.i.p
I've been writin' eulogies
I've been writin' eulogies
I've been writin' eulogies

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