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Drowning on this coffee
Like I’m going minor threat
This society that humbles me
Yet I still scream fuck the rest

Wrapped in a storage addiction within
I seem to never want to leave
Burn the leaves the last of the weed
This spliff that cures my needs

Kisses listen
Never given up on living
I’m still a soul thats trapped
In this black book that I’m keeping

Remember all my faults
And forgetting all my lies
Strapped with the macbook
Lightin up when its time

Slash my throat with a ten inch blade
Four or more beers just so I can feel a fade
Quittin on a ho that ain’t worth it
Cause I’d rather get all this pay

Roll up in that blue jay
Snort that ice that charley
We bump that shit thats ignorant
And my ghost is gone like swayze

Drowning in this liquor
Hard rock gotta think quicker
Jay rock with that sour d
Rip out throats like jack the spitter

Never gonna hit a bitch
Less its with my fucking knowledge
I couldn’t even give a fuck
If I ever went to college

1k apartment
Top level with a real friend
Wearing all black
But still never follow all the trends

And this book has got to end
Burning every page t ash
Never gone buy a single thing
Unless I pay that shit in cash

And that shit I’ll never pass
Til I’m finished with this class
Pour me up another glass
Third time charming grass

All them come in mass
Fuck boys still wanna rock
Having rap battles in the
Waffle house fucking parking lot

Trees getting too my mind
And by that I mean its leaving
Look into my eyes and tell me
How your words are not deceiving

Leaking dripping
Cough blood when I’m breathing
Bottle of that codeine cup
In my hands I’m down for feeding

Spitting rhymes so clean
That the maid was never needed
Fuck another bitch til the break
Of dawn on another fuckin weekend

Barely on a fifth that
All black in every shade
Put a nickel in the pipe
Play games like I’m at an arcade

All white faced
When I get a girl laid
Gonna keep things quiet
Til I’m getting fucked up all day

7 11 times that follow
Burns on my wrist I need that aloe
Gonna slay cat, head so good
I woke up at sleepy hollow

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