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I'm scared
- It's all of this shit in my head like i gamble with it when i hop on sins.
- I fall after six hits, i'm dead, i just can't handle my shit, i attack with semi automatic spits,
- rat tat tat tat bat, pack your bags 'n grab your sack.
- Got something to prove, just hustlin' through? No, nothing's the truth, you're just snuffelin' glue.
- You brag 'bout you, how you stay so fucking true.
- Dude! You drag your homies into your shooting and ducking mood!
- Then you complain about how your life's ''so hard and you wouldn't survive''
- FINE! Be insane! Shout about how nice your ''hard time'' should suffice.
- Get picked on again, and always be home, alone. Think 'n state:
- ''I keep getting shit on, maybe if i just take risks it makes ''Just when i'd think about it, it's too late,
- With a bottle in hand, i'd pop it and shants:
- ''I had no demands, just wanted some friends.''
- What did i deserve all this for?
- I'd shuts the bedroom door, but wake up on the bathroom floor.
- And maybe consumes another pill o' four.
- It starts with Shroom blocks but then Root Torch calls.
- Here are Moonrock salts followed by Good Horse shots,
- Then get the White Powder and get high prouder, props.
- Until they call the hour cops. Then the Downer stops.
- Necks twisted, lifted, crick cracked 'n hanged?
- Aren't you aware of that? I'll rip out your throat with my bare hands.
- You'd call me a sad chap. Not a single tear shed.
- Shoot some brand lead through my damn head!
- Mommy i'm sorry help me I'm Scared!
- When i grab a knife, i take a life, i break 'n slice and say it twice.
- So when you're in your wooden dark coffin,
- remember how you got there. You fucked with me so, start talking.
- Surrender now, or prepare for a hot scare.
- I'll shove a machete up your ass and rape you 'till you shit guts.
- Plus, a sweaty peace of glass 'n tape you on a wall 'n watch your spilled blood.
- Then i'll lick off the blood and reshape your sliced off balls in a tilt cup.
- I'm discreet, dismembered coroners know me, but that's only there when i start bong blowin'.
- When i'm so high i don't remember my horror, since i'm not knowing.
- I'm gonna hurt you so painfully, i'll leave you with every bone broken.
- Believe my verbs are fatally ill, or get your head blown open.
- I'm crazy, believe it baby chill, i'll show you your own scrotum.
- You're so nasty, killed by pills, just to escape a phone bill but you're so soaken.
- Necks twisted, lifted, crick cracked 'n hanged?
- Aren't you aware of that? I'll rip out your throat with my bare hands.
- You'd call me a sad chap. Not a single tear shed.
- Shoot some brand lead through my damn head!
- Mommy i'm sorry i yelled, please just help me I'm Scared!
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