Hmm, I dont even wanna fucking do this song for But I wouldnt be if I didnt
I be sitting by myself and I be thinking, mama have I become All I was a family but I when I look I be the only one Losing everything but money, everybody And I dont even get to see my
happiness I get is in the studio When I get to do run On the road, shows, get the woes when it slows Getting cold, getting owed, but the flows getting
I been doing this a minute, but I think I to end it Cuz I think Im on a higher level I go But the I be doing it, be losing it I'mma make it really tough for me to
All I was a family portrait See my babys on a with horses But I was fucking bitches in corsets I was never really good, then I it
Im sorry Mrs. Jackson Im speaking for And I meant to make your daughter cry But I guess Im a failure with Im lost and I feel I oughta die
Feel it, Im rotting away, my life is jus off in the gray How much does it cost? I will pay to lay and be off in a coffin I mean off in ashes, this and after it clashes, if I get blasted This is suicide letters all again, I thought that I passed it
But I that I didnt cuz this one is written And is no mending But I broke, a joke when I croak I jus hope I wont be descending
But aint a joke, I want you to know That Tech is never pretending Alone in my bed with a gun to my Asking, is my happy ending? Yeah
me who it is? What me? Where is my happy What me? Is this a life worth
You how it begins But how it end for me? Will I ever Or does He it in for me? Will pop before I stop breathing? Is there in this dark Im seeing?
Yeah, I put my life in music, Nina is inside out I set my heart out for people, they what the inside bout Will they keep feeling Nina this? I doubt Can never cry for help so if you listening this my
Im for the passageway to happiness But Im worldly so I have to lay in Yes this a strange year, fames near But the game's queer, sometime I feel like Im the reindeer
But of a red nose, I stay in my red clothes And the music, they said is on the top and the cred grows Can you resurrect a mothafucka that like he possess a dead soul? Deteriorates when inferior state, equal to bread mold?
Now as my head goes, I could shed those Because all of the times the Nina was shorted when I bled So now that Im cold blooded and hella Is what the med shows, the slows And dont even think you reviving a rose, yeah
me who it is? What me? Where is my happy about me? Is this a worth living?
You know how it But how it end for me? Will I live? Or does he it in for me? Will this pop before I breathing? Is there light in this Im seeing?
Listen, Im on the verge of but Im competent Im breaking, so I picked one to vent The reason I look away you talk to me My brain is producing evilness, Im in 151 and rum I meant
Thats how I I sit in the mirror this gun and practice how to kill But I know well that the people like me Really wanna know how to
This is life is bout it, check it Think of all the love I Because my quest is not a
I feel like you, stupid, talk to me Im cracking up I dont mean laughter, Im of bitterness and its backing up And I live angels but lately demons been shacking up Tug of war with my spirits, see the Im hacking up
I love my and my fans, inside I sob harder Cuz you paid the price for my life and its like Bob Barker And I wont pretend that its okay, Im no facade So I guess my only ending is at a massage parlor, yeaa
me who it is? What me? is my happy ending? What me? Is this a life living?
You how it begins But how it end for me? Will I ever Or does he it in for me? Will this pop before I breathing? Is there in this dark Im seeing?