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Yo,
I wake up to Vodka Tonic,
Child support-Lots of chronic
Hung-Over-Blunt rolledâup,
Just tryinâ not to vomit
The Godâs honest truth, I cut my baby momma loose
Cuz the bitch got rotten roots and made me wanna cockâ& shoot
Cops in hot pursuit, Just doing what I gotta do
Iâm out makinâ product moveâ
She claims that Iâm knockinâ boots
But how the fuckâs my daughter gonâ be proud of poppa deux
If daddyâs broke got no loot,
Canât afford to cop her shoes
Thatâs not what fathers do I make sure my daughter eats
Lock the door before she sleeps,
Try to keep her off the street
Her momma tortures me,
Of course Iâm force to deal with itâ
All this drama brought to me like Iâm some sort of meal ticket
I feel sickness nauseated by the hunger pain
Ainât tryna run the game, I wanna peaceâ
Fuck the fame
Whatâs an aimâ
Got my mother lookinâ at her son in shame
So iâm drinking,
Thinkinâ back like whenâs it all gonna change?
Life ainât shit but liquor & splittinâ Lâs
Closed off to the outside world in a shell
Behind bars feeling more like Iâm in a cell
Attitudeâs likeâ I donât give a fuck,
Giveâem hell (x2)
Iâm an alcoholic pot-smoker,
Chances are Iâm not sober
But I donât make my seed deal with the chip on her popâshoulder
I never got over feeling like Iâve been forsaken
Broke âLiving in this basementâ
Out of loss for inspiration
Committing sins of Satan to fill these dinner plates
And have some dough to finish makinâa lying thiefâs vindication
Been as patient as I can but now Iâm finished waitinâ
Iâma bring the winds of change for some kind of simulation
My innovation couldâve got me major label love
But I canât lie instead of swallowing my pride, I taste my blood
The weight above from this paper left my shoulderâs crushed
Like Iâm in a cobra clutch,
Stuck beinâ broke as fuck
My wifey now is realâ claims I never open up
Why you always goinâbuckwild like you smoking dust?
I donât know enough to answerâ I apologize
Iâm just stoppinâby to tell you for I take this shot & hide
Life ainât shit but liquor & splittinâ Lâs
Closed off to the outside world in a shell
Behind bars feeling more like Iâm in a cell
Attitudeâs likeâ I donât give a fuck,
Giveâem hell (x2)
I sold drugs and took a few,
All my friends tookâem too
Guzzeling that crooked brew
Ainât shit Iâm shook to do
Wifey saidâ
Think of how ya mom will look at you
Now Iâm apologizing to her for the shit Iâve put her through
Used to think there were some people I just couldnât loose
Burn a bridge watch and turn this shit rebuild good as new
That wouldnât prove to be true the more I recollect
I was wrong but better yetâ
Greedy for that treasure chest
Left for death,
The pressure gets to me to eat a meal
Makes it hard to keep it real,
All I do is cheat & steal
What I see & feel is bottled up like ketamine
Replaced by diamond nickle schemes,
Balanced on a triple beam
Every relationship I had got blown to smithereens
Drama I was in betweenâ
Wipedâem out like Mr.Clean
I lived a dream thinkinâ I wake up and save the day
Thatâs all I came to say
Now Iâma drink the pain away
Life ainât shit but liquor & splittinâ Lâs
Closed off to the outside world in a shell
Behind bars feeling more like Iâm in a cell
Attitudeâs likeâ I donât give a fuck,
Giveâem hell (x4)
- Album:
- Fightin Words
- Liar & A Thief
- The Foul Play Mixtape
- Vengeance Ascending
- Overload 2: A Tribute To Metallica (Various Artists)
- Subterraneal Magnitude
- Excisions Of Exorcisms
- Chaos In Hell (EP)
- Miscellaneous
- Liar and a Thief
- Foul Play Mixtape
- Supreme Evil
- Infinity Through Purification
- Metal for the Masses, Volume 2
- Destruction of the Heavenly Realms, Volume V
- In the Eyes of Death IV
- Overload 2 - Tribute to Metallica
- Destruction of the Heavenly Realms, Vol. V
- Total Overload: Tribute to Metallica - 2 CD Set
- Destruction of the Heavenly Realms, Volume VI