Lyrics:
I was found in Wilson County just a mile outside of town
On the doorsteps of two people who brought me up to where I am
I was born to be a loser
[Lee Wilson]
I tried to be the one
The one who brought the sun
into your life to brighten up the day
But it wasn't good enough
Cause you showed me no
window and write a suicide letter
Fuck you all
Suck my dick and I'll see you in hell
And by the way I poisoned this note
That's not flowers you smell
can't stand us, is there a way for me to change?
Or am I just a victim of things I did to maintain?
I need a place to rest my head
With the little bit
stand us, is there a way for me to change?
Or am I just a victim of things I did to maintain?
I need a place to rest my head with the little bit
Undead!
Undead!
Undead!
Undead!
Undead!
Chorus:
(Undead!)
You better get up out the way,
Tomorrow we'll rise so let`s fight today.
You know I don`t
snitchin)
I aint throwin shade im just shaking the trees (shake it Shake it)
And This so humble of me (im Humble)
Fumble wit da wilson you air Ballin ya 3s
the smartest move
Feels so hard but I will never let them stop my groove
We're going down the spiral
There is no way to stop it
We're going down the spiral
on your way"
But that isn't our Jenny, that isn't what she did
She smiled and shrugged, and laughed and hugged
And kissed her Charlie again, and again
It
me and the Mob gotta trunk fulla 9's
Play ya and I'll slay ya
I got thug-made dough by the ha-ir
Ready to buck buck buck and it's a must
To duck
Ahn ahn ahn ahn ahn Ahn ahn ahn ahn ahn I try to give it all Its all I have left My heart is so hurt I couldn’t give much I couldn’t get along It’s
it back
Is it okay for me to say? I don't know, so I watch and stand
In front of a line of police that look the same as me
Only separated by
wanna know my scars i don't know just vibe
Do you know the dirt from under that i thrived
She wanna judge my self by the way my sign
Is a sag, but who
as hungry as I am, sometimes that's just the way it is
They call me the panhandler
(They) call me the old man
Been on the streets for 30 years
I get by
LA without Mexicans?
It's black love brown pride and the sets again
Pete Wilson tryna see us all broke, I'm on some bullshit
Out for everything they
broke, I'm on some bullshit
Out for everythin' they owe, remember K-DAY
Weekends, Crenshaw, MLK
Automatics rang free, niggas lost they way
Gang signs
'd have to be a pest
Politicians only took my words for jest
Until one day they saw in the distance
Women marching heading a resistance
President Wilson
law
Strange are the ways of fate
For the government crawled to the mine owner's call
That the judge was appointed by the state
Yes, The judge was
aye ya
Mr.clean aye ya
Niggas nasty got disease like Charlie sheen aye ya
Got the maskey it look like it's Halloween aye ya
I been stacking henny
CHARLIE
The algorithm's getting hung up
on the credit score.
DOROTHY
I made a patch for that.
BROOKE
The algorithm's
‘Cause it's a, country chiller, redneck flotilla yeah
kind of party lasts all afternoon
Just down the road a way
well there's an ol' waterway
ya
Bush? He on the way out and everything
but I think we need a goodbye for his ass
Uh-huh
See-ya!
Awright, what about Ross Perot and the good ol
it up, throw it up
[WC]
Fuck talkin, I`m chalkin niggas, best ta get ta walkin
It`s The Shadiest, Charlie Hustle and my nigga the Chickenhawk in
finger o
The way you dey do, dey Make me feel say you be Player
Charlie eh!
This your love o
Nawa!
Nawa!
Bobo eh!
This your love o
Nawa!
Nawa!
Because I
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