heart went cold
my heart rurn cold at twelve s ypung so so many funerals dead loved ones when dony n k niw how to cope i feel overcome i just use me some dope till im comfortable numb i dont grow old cuz that dont sound b like fun put it on my tombstomb im gon be forever young and i want all that smoke im tryna bla cc k en a lung when days got long I started packing a lunch and ium a long way from home with no gas on the truck if i cant fix whatts wrong I guess il blame bad luck but when a mango cant act grown t hen thats lame as fuck buutt when im all alone who gone na cc k me up if call ya on the phone just to day wahts up am i gone get dial tone vuz typuy cant pick up man I miss my homie we use to kikit tough myy daddy cold me nothing thick as blood so many thing he showed me when I was kustttt a pup then he died slowly cuz his liver was fucked what about myyy shawtyt only bittch I loved my heartt she stole it then ripped it up amd she mever wrote me when i got sent up mothwr fuck the police and the strict judge told the parole vorard that im still a thugif jahiva choose me whatt he pick me for he knows im unholy although I wish thats i was this my life close it I suppose i sin just becuz my soul I sound it for some princess cuttytts feel like im going nowhere like a stick in the mud some one once told me when the going get tough the tough get going and this I trust a savage life lonelyy homoe jeep ya chin up ima battle b orn Soulja and we one percentta like a samuriua swordesemen its jo surrender and enemy closer then the ones im Ken ta Itty aint bout qhere ya from man itt where ya end up so ashes to ashes and dust to dust just picture me rolling n lettering il debits sixties cuz
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my heart rurn cold at twelve s ypung so so many funerals dead loved ones when dony n k niw how to cope i feel overcome i just use me some dope till im comfortable numb i dont grow old cuz that dont sound b like fun put it on my tombstomb im gon be forever young and i want all that smoke im tryna bla cc k en a lung when days got long I started packing a lunch and ium a long way from home with no gas on the truck if i cant fix whatts wrong I guess il blame bad luck but when a mango cant act grown t hen thats lame as fuck buutt when im all alone who gone na cc k me up if call ya on the phone just to day wahts up am i gone get dial tone vuz typuy cant pick up man I miss my homie we use to kikit tough myy daddy cold me nothing thick as blood so many thing he showed me when I was kustttt a pup then he died slowly cuz his liver was fucked what about myyy shawtyt only bittch I loved my heartt she stole it then ripped it up amd she mever wrote me when i got sent up mothwr fuck the police and the strict judge told the parole vorard that im still a thugif jahiva choose me whatt he pick me for he knows im unholy although I wish thats i was this my life close it I suppose i sin just becuz my soul I sound it for some princess cuttytts feel like im going nowhere like a stick in the mud some one once told me when the going get tough the tough get going and this I trust a savage life lonelyy homoe jeep ya chin up ima battle b orn Soulja and we one percentta like a samuriua swordesemen its jo surrender and enemy closer then the ones im Ken ta Itty aint bout qhere ya from man itt where ya end up so ashes to ashes and dust to dust just picture me rolling n lettering il debits sixties cuz
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