Bitch you mad
Good I am glad
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Now you feel my fucking pain
Hows it feel to go insane
And hate this very earth we walking on
Damn I drank the rest of the bottle
Damn I'm outta lean, fuck I'm feeling mean
Promethazine
All up inside of me
Flowing through my fucking veins
Your the cause for all my strains
Your the reason that I hate myself
Your the reason that I am the way I am
Hows that make you feel
Bitch im fa real
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Staying up at night getting wasted
Cause of all the shit I anticipated
None of it will ever come to life
You will never be my fucking wife
Damn I'm outta weed
Dont smoke that shit you use to plead
Bitch you mad?
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Yeah but for real doe
Bitch you mad
Bitch you mad
Yeah your defiantly mad
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Now you feel my fucking anger
Hows it feel to wanna punch the fucking wall
Hows it feel to know I'm the one you can't call
Hows it feel to be ignored
Hows it feel to be blurred
Hows it feel to be left with nothing
Hows it feel to know the whole time I was bluffing