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You know, I wonder if they'll laugh when I am dead
Why am I fighting to live, if I'm just living to fight
Why am I trying to see, when there aint nothing in sight
Why am I trying to give, when no one gives me a try
Why am I dying to live, if I'm just living to die
When I die, ******** it I wanna go to hell
Cause Im a piece of s**t, it aint hard to ******** tell
It dont make sense, goin to heaven wit the goodie-goodies
Dressed in white, I like black tims and black hoodies
Hangin with the goodie-goodies loungin in paradise
******** that s**t, I wanna tote guns and shoot dice
All my life I been considered as the worst
Lyin to my mother, even stealin out her purse
Crime after crime, from drugs to extortion
I know my mother wished she got a ******** abortion
She dont even love me like she did when I was younger
Suckin on her chest just to stop my ******** hunger
I wonder if I died, would tears come to her eyes?
Forgive me for my disrespect, forgive me for my lies
My Best friend 8 months, her little sisters 2
Whos to blame for both of them (naw dude, not you)
I swear to God I just want to slit my wrists and end this bullshit
Throw the magnum to my head, threaten to pull s**t
And squeeze, until the beds, completely red
Im glad Im dead, a worthless ******** buddah head
The stress is buildin up, I cant,
I cant believe suicides on my ******** mind
I want to leave, I swear to God I feel like death is ******** callin me
Nah you wouldnt understand (dude, talk to me please)
You see its kinda like the crack did to pookie, in new jack
Except when I cross over, there aint no comin back
Should I die on the train track, like remo in beatstreet
People at the funeral frontin like they miss me
My My Best friend kissed me but she glad Im gone
She knew me and her sista had somethin goin on
I reach my peak, I cant speak,
Call my ***** chic, tell him that my will is weak.
Im sick of niggas lyin, Im sick of bitches hawkin,
Matter of fact, Im sick of talkin.
You know, I wonder if they'll laugh when I am dead
Why am I fighting to live, if I'm just living to fight
Why am I trying to see, when there aint nothing in sight
Why am I trying to give, when no one gives me a try
Why am I dying to live, if I'm just living to die
 iKakashi iHatake · Sat Oct 17, 2009 @ 04:19pm · 0 Comments |
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