Lyrics:
[Chorus]
Yo... This is my own hell, nigga this is my own hell
Just trynna make my records sell
Off in my own hell, nigga this is my own hell
[Verse 3
bedroom? Whore? No! Not in the bedroom... I bet the whore is in... the
guest room... No whore! Maybe there's a whore under the guest bed...?
What?! No whore
And now every night at like 3 in the AM
I get woken up by this miserable mayhem
Who's being dismembered? What the
Hell is wrong? I'm scared that he'll send
See it
In your eyes
Bedroom matinee
See it
In your eyes
Bedroom matinee
Lookin' at you
Lookin' at me
Across the table
About three drinks deep
I'm
and I can't walk straight
I got the juice in here
Can tell by my neck and my shoes in here
Got bitches that wanna get nude in here
I am the truth in here,
lend a hand
Thirteen of us living in a three bedroom house
Survived by any means necessary
Selling drugs fed our mouths
But we had a code donʼt do over
Hell on ice
In that three-bedroom house that wasn’t a home
He ruled with his iron fist from his lazyboy throne
We walked on eggshells when he was around
UndenYable we giving em hell
So unstoppable ain't no way to fail
Only option is to go in and kill
This our year if I must say so myself
We three
jungle of cement
Limousine's from LaGuardia airport, sleepin'
Told my dogs peace, kept in movin, I was beat when
Got to my crib, where the hell my keys
bones dry
Now they're burning in hell
Come into the bedroom
Mighty Gwen she said
Wont you lay down in my fine feather bed
The bed was a web to catch
I'm just stuck in my bedroom
I'm just stuck on the time yea
How we use to go grinding
Down the i95 way
Thoughts pacing in circles
Funny nigga like
of cement
Limousine's from LaGuardia airport, sleeping
Told my dogs peace, kept in moving, I was beat when
Got to my crib, where the hell my keys went?
3 muffled mermaids in a fish tank of people
Screaming that the walls are the root of all evil
Kicked in the head by the soon to be dead
Who think
One shot and she's feeling better
Two shots and she's on a role
Three shots and she's begging
Me to go-o-o-o-o-o
Beautiful's got an attitude
In
Mary was extra quiet,
As she crept in through the bedroom door,
All her anger took a life of its own,
This fuck won't hurt me anymore,
Chorus
If you
Gotta get her off in the room, get her outta those panties (Get wicked)
Get her in the bedroom quick get hit with a whammy (Can't shake it)
Try to pass it
Oh hell
I feel your breathing in my bedroom when I'm by myself
Oh well
I guess you'll rearrange my heart 'till I don't know myself
I see you
right here in my bedroom, yeah! Say yeah!"
Know what I'm gonna do? I'm gonna get one of those tracheotomies
So I can smoke two cigarettes at the same
it seems a most unlikely road
And in time I think you'll see
Verse 3
I'm not playing at the table
The dealers deal is rigged
And by the time they find
Back three times
I am possessed
Devil at his best
See you in hell
When you die
By the power of 3x3
You will burn when you're done with me
By
grown for child shit
I don't care for your bad moods
I just need you in the bedroom yeah
Let's go steal Santa's sleigh
I'm tryna see the moon
Angels start
master bedroom comes alive I see 'em in the walls
My house was built with more yellow bricks than the fucking Wizard of Oz
People say that its the easiest
walls of hell, trapped in its cell
Time flies by and I can't even tell
Stuck in this tomb, eternal doom
Bedroom Blues, Bedroom Blues
Bedroom
Blues
Bedroom
at the store
I know a thousand mothafuckin' niggas in the city
Say T.I.P. 'bout you, shawty anybody get it
So 'fore you get robbed, get trapped by 80
Just know
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