I used to think i'd neva live to
see the age of 21.. i thougth my fate
would be to murdered with the gun.....
I guess i always had a dark sicc mind even as a kid...
thinking about killin myself... at 21.. and buying a gun..
cause i was just feed up with life..and didn;t give a fuck...
but then i started sippin liqour.... and fell in luv with ladly liqour.. she treated me like no other ... unlike them other mutha fuckaz.. she was there whwn i was down.. there when it was time to celebrate.. it would just be me and her.. and i luved getting drunk til i saw the whole world spin ina blurr.. and would laugh as my speech would start to slurr....
But Now i ain't takin sips no mo... and i ain;t roll to the liqour sto.. as often as before... and i used to think i would be dead at 21.. but now im almost 24... but i don;t even know what tha fucc im livin fo.. im just gonna try to get my money..and spit these sicc flows.. and see where it goes... and if they kill me.. I'll turn into a ghoust... and haunt my enemies forever until the end of time.. until it;s time for the world to die...
Some were blessed with eternal bliss...
but i was cursed with eternal misery....
but im so cold i can;t even shed a tear anymore...
it's kinda scary... when you think u lost you're soul...
but i never sold it.. i stil try to hold on it..
it's just that now it;s sourrdned by darkess....
I fall asleep and dream of a better day...
but then i awake.. and wish i would've died today....
I walk into a dark room... full of black lit candels... the smell of death is in the air .. i know hte reaper.. is creepin close... i guess i've snapped and went crazy.. cause i grab my loaded gun... and i think would'nt it be fun to put it to my dome.. and let the gun go BANG... and let my bloody and flehs.. and bits of brain.. leave some nasty blood stains on the walls and carpet...
I wish i could see the bloody seen.. with some much blood and dark atmophere... but see... i;m already dead... so if you kill me.. u know puttin me to sleep...
i wish i could always be aasleep.. and stuck in tha state of dream...
cause when i dream it's the time.. i get away from my real life... which i wanna deny...
nobody in the world knows what i feel or know...
i keep all these things secret... never let them peep..
i cover up the real me with shadows.. and darkness...
until i die... but all i know is that i got a sicc mind..
and when i die.. there will be so much blood...
see the age of 21.. i thougth my fate
would be to murdered with the gun.....
I guess i always had a dark sicc mind even as a kid...
thinking about killin myself... at 21.. and buying a gun..
cause i was just feed up with life..and didn;t give a fuck...
but then i started sippin liqour.... and fell in luv with ladly liqour.. she treated me like no other ... unlike them other mutha fuckaz.. she was there whwn i was down.. there when it was time to celebrate.. it would just be me and her.. and i luved getting drunk til i saw the whole world spin ina blurr.. and would laugh as my speech would start to slurr....
But Now i ain't takin sips no mo... and i ain;t roll to the liqour sto.. as often as before... and i used to think i would be dead at 21.. but now im almost 24... but i don;t even know what tha fucc im livin fo.. im just gonna try to get my money..and spit these sicc flows.. and see where it goes... and if they kill me.. I'll turn into a ghoust... and haunt my enemies forever until the end of time.. until it;s time for the world to die...
Some were blessed with eternal bliss...
but i was cursed with eternal misery....
but im so cold i can;t even shed a tear anymore...
it's kinda scary... when you think u lost you're soul...
but i never sold it.. i stil try to hold on it..
it's just that now it;s sourrdned by darkess....
I fall asleep and dream of a better day...
but then i awake.. and wish i would've died today....
I walk into a dark room... full of black lit candels... the smell of death is in the air .. i know hte reaper.. is creepin close... i guess i've snapped and went crazy.. cause i grab my loaded gun... and i think would'nt it be fun to put it to my dome.. and let the gun go BANG... and let my bloody and flehs.. and bits of brain.. leave some nasty blood stains on the walls and carpet...
I wish i could see the bloody seen.. with some much blood and dark atmophere... but see... i;m already dead... so if you kill me.. u know puttin me to sleep...
i wish i could always be aasleep.. and stuck in tha state of dream...
cause when i dream it's the time.. i get away from my real life... which i wanna deny...
nobody in the world knows what i feel or know...
i keep all these things secret... never let them peep..
i cover up the real me with shadows.. and darkness...
until i die... but all i know is that i got a sicc mind..
and when i die.. there will be so much blood...