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shitty life
As I walk through the school of death
I realize there isn’t anything left of me
I see myself smoking, drinking, and acting like a G
I’m on thin ice, mahn I’m gonna die tonight.
I’m seventeen’ will I be alive at thirty??
Here I am acting like I’m the shit…
Walking downstairs, short skirt and a top that’s too small.
Face coated with make-up.
Never walked out the front door…
Went straight to thee bathroom.
Oh lord, here I go again.
Snapping pictures like you cant believe…
Yes I’m a dealer’ id give ya hardcore…
A lil bit of weed mixed with something I won’t mention!
It will put yo in hospital… guaranteed you will be shocked.
Snoop dog and drake be playing their jam. Yeah,
Listen closely, the lyrics explain tha stuff I do.
Loosing your head at parties…
As I walk through the school of death
I realize there isn’t anything left of me!!
I was smoking, drinking and acting like a goddamn king!!
It’s all over.
My life escaped, through this hole that is gaping!
Things weren’t planned this way,
But it got outa control…
Look, I have only one bullet…
My palms are sweaty, arms are heavy’ felling so dizzy from dope
Bloah!
Head hits gravity.
I realize there isn’t anything left of me
I see myself smoking, drinking, and acting like a G
I’m on thin ice, mahn I’m gonna die tonight.
I’m seventeen’ will I be alive at thirty??
Here I am acting like I’m the shit…
Walking downstairs, short skirt and a top that’s too small.
Face coated with make-up.
Never walked out the front door…
Went straight to thee bathroom.
Oh lord, here I go again.
Snapping pictures like you cant believe…
Yes I’m a dealer’ id give ya hardcore…
A lil bit of weed mixed with something I won’t mention!
It will put yo in hospital… guaranteed you will be shocked.
Snoop dog and drake be playing their jam. Yeah,
Listen closely, the lyrics explain tha stuff I do.
Loosing your head at parties…
As I walk through the school of death
I realize there isn’t anything left of me!!
I was smoking, drinking and acting like a goddamn king!!
It’s all over.
My life escaped, through this hole that is gaping!
Things weren’t planned this way,
But it got outa control…
Look, I have only one bullet…
My palms are sweaty, arms are heavy’ felling so dizzy from dope
Bloah!
Head hits gravity.
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