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  1. [Verse 1]
  2. When I die, fuck it I wanna go to hell
  3. Cause I'm a fuckin junkie, it ain't hard to fuckin tell
  4. It don't make sense going to heaven with the goody goody
  5. Dressed in white, I like black tees and black hoodie
  6. God'll prolly have me on some real strict shit
  7. No snortin all day, no smokin that trippy stick
  8. Sober with the goody goodies lounging in paradise
  9. Fuck that shit, I wanna smoke weed and snort ice
  10. All my life I've been concidered as a junkie
  11. Crazy fucking mother, just another psycho hokey
  12. Drug after drug, from pills down to snortin
  13. Maybe my mother should've had a fucking abortion
  14. Wish I could be the way I was when I was younger
  15. Gettin' high to maintain just so I don't suffer
  16. I wonder if I die will tears come to your eyes?
  17. Forgive me for my addictions, forgive me for my lies
  18. Been with my girl for 6 years, broken up for two
  19. Who's to blame for that shit? (Naah homie not you)
  20. I swear to god I wanna just slit my wrist and end this bullshit
  21. Throw the Glock to my head, threaten to pull it
  22. And squeeze until the walls completely red
  23. They glad I'm dead, another fuckin' drug head
  24. Anxiety is building up, I can't believe suicide is on my fuckin' mind
  25. And I'm a fiend, I swear to god I feel like death is fucking calling me
  26. But y'all wouldn't understand (homie talk to me, please man!)
  27. You see, it's kinda like the dope did Cobain and Nirvana
  28. Just wanna end it all, no more no drama
  29. Should I die on my bed, throw 'em back and OD?
  30. People at the funeral frontin like they miss me
  31. My old lady kiss me but she glad I'm gone
  32. She knew my addiction was just that strong
  33. I reach my peak, I can't speak
  34. Call my homie tyson tell him that my will is weak
  35. I'm sickin' of always crying, I'm sick of fucking cunts
  36. And matter fact I'm sick of talking I'm done
  37. *BANG*

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