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Suicidal Thoughts (audible ft. King of Thievez)
IP:
audible:
My babies gone now…gone forever// Ill never have her…to love and treasure// To share the good times…and the bad times// Im writin sick Rhymes…mixed with sad lines// Theres nothing I can do to change it…its just the way she feels// Ill have to make it easy and end it…or find a way to deal// But you know im lazy shit…and my lif seems twisted and kinda end-less// Fuck it ill pay my dues to god then imma grab my strap and try’n end-this// Cause I really have nothing to live for// Well brian but ill talk to him in heaven…over and out main man 10-4// Damn I wish bin laden would have blown my ass up with him// I can just hear danI now.. "I never really loved him…but imma miss-him" That’s all no more attention…no more emotional tension// You see what I mean? this bitch was so evil to me// But I love her with all my heart and I DON’T CHANGE SO QUICKLY// This girl was so quick to wiggle free its kinda sickening// But life is about happiness and im not happy so whats the point of being here?// What to see and hear? All her bull shit that leaves me with ringing ears// I already talked to god and he has my place in heaven when I want to come// Shit how about now…hurry up slut I want my gun// King of Thievez... if you ain't livin' to the fullest...what's the point-of-ya-life?????? I feel like puttin' all the bullshit in my heart under the point-of-a-knife// daily appointments-with-strife...not like I've never felt-it-before// but Forest Gump was right...my life'z like a box of chocolates... as you drop-it... and it slowly starts to melt-on-the-floor// I can't speak of the emotionz I feel...I believe that's what a felt-tip-is-for// all that remainz of me is now a skeletal-corpse// when I speak it's like you can't help-but-ignore// neverthemore... I've endeavered beyond the deepness of ya heart that most will never-explore... now gimme-the-gun...I'll fight to the death cause it was never in-me-to-run// send-me-to-nuns I'll give you the gun-back if I can hear the gun-clap and you can end-me-here-son... look in my bedroom and you can see my will-on-the-shelf// now shoot me now nigga...or I'ma puller the trigga and be killin'-myself... I think this was all off the dome...I know my verse was at least and I'm pretty sure audible'z was too... |
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