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insanely drunk
My life is a one fuckin' prank
And I'm out of my mind
Maybe I'm a fuck
Or maybe I'm high on a crack
I'd rather be dead in a trunk
Of my own

dead wrong
Seen a lot of crimes, a lot of times, them youngins lead wrong
Been talking to God, It ain't my time for me to head home
But I'm just going

Know a couple niggas that don't Really like me
Rather see me fucking dead they Don't like me
Rather see me fucking fail yeah They spite me
Got me

of faces, but there's not a word, no sound
A sea of people, but there's no one around

Cause something's changed this road's a dead end
The walls have grown

Together lost
Together dead
But still got breath

I keep watching out
Hearing for a sound
A voice of hope among
A thousand ones
How to figure it out
If all

made its home inside of my head
I can't escape its constant screams, I know it wants me dead
I am becoming the
I am becoming the monster
Doc, I'm afraid

Creatively straying away from this image
You expose yourself to the merciless criticism
Although you're a living creature
You're emotionally dead
Your mind

aren't like old days
Old days when I was dead in my sin
Hard times are a blessing from the Lord
I know You help me through the steps that I'm takin
Hard

there and that's important

Heavenly imported
Sweet like cherries an orchard
Kept it solid through the torment
Sediment to every moment

Red dead

to dance
I pray to jehova
'Cause I gotta make amends
Uzi, 905
'Cause all my friends are dead
All my friends are dead
Push me to the edge
Like, I got all

Eye
The Stamen's eye
Is already dead

The Stamen's Eye
Is already dead
We'll salt the rivers
Nothing will grow here anymore
Nothing will grow here

punk
Even with a rock chained to my
Feet I never sunk

I might be brain dead
With a big head
But y'all watching me
On the internet
Full speed ahead
With

Long way to go
Wounded feet
No place to stay
Never stop
Restless hike
Don t give up

The cold dark night surround us
The walking dead around us
You

Dead
Dead
Dead

I'll do this shit on my own
I'll do this shit on my own

I gotta go get it
I gotta do me
Fuck who ain't wit

Man you can catch me

better stay in his bed uh
If he fuck with us he gone he dead uh
Two to the head that boy thought he was safe
I got that glockie and I'm finna spray
That

Okay
I ain't tryna' be no favorite
But I'm down drowning in praises
My eyes cloud with dead faces
I face this doubt with no patience
I speak loud I

if you testing it
Make you a target foenem put a X on it (Target)
You ain't no killer can't smoke on no dead homies (Nah)
I'm a walking lick always got

of the restless dead
And, Ghosts, Sex with Ghosts
Yes without a touch of ectoplasm, I find it hard to orgasm
Ghosts I want to hear you say
"Wooooooooooo"
Some

winding up dead
Get out
Get out
Get out
Get out
Get out
Get out

You're causing chaos
You're causing chaos
And I don't know what to do

Bars on the window

Meet me by the lost and found
I promise you'll be dead and upon the ground
"I think its funny how you lie about everything"
I bit my lip I'm packing

we could've had
Had
Without you I'm as good as dead
I feel like love is something I'll never have
Why you left I'll never understand
Understand
We'll

his body and he jiggin' off the meds
He fucked up in the mind
Them percs get to his head
Three niggas keep a secret if two of them niggas dead, yeah

existence?
(Why are you here?)
Never said that I am better
(You should be dead)
Try to fill your brain with something
(GROTESQUE)
Came for revenge
Spit some

so separated
Our global authority is still so overrated
This moment in time is painted crimson red
They will deprive all of us until we're dead