fucked up life part1
Shaine Bakerwouldn't fit all my lyrics so understanding would be useful. yaaay ya x4, check me out/ im so hella dope/ and im so much inside of a prostitutes ass or mouth busting off loads in heavy amounts/ i been using i been doing, so much that i think i might be almost overdosing/ im so close to crokin / no more joking bout my diagnosis, keep me posted/ if im foamin out the mouth layin on the ground, just let me snooze a couple weeks im steadily just losing immunity sickening my family cant even focus on topics so hocus pocus/ let me die in peace all i ever wanted was a minute to think about my mission to complete self_loathing or something like losing weight til im skin and bone sinking in a hole rock bottom never felt so much closer to my home/ so hold onna nother day, dont be sad im not tryna witness nomore cryin without reason, dont say its cuz we got so close you never even gotta feel all my feeling what im dreading every hidden secret or learned lesson, im living proof lifes purpose is to die, and people wasted what little time slavin in a building repeating the same routine different positions im done with it so stop being so pissy just try to be open minded catch up on living life instead of mayo on my crinkle fries/ ill contact you through communications be by the phone imma wait throughout the day, and im not tryna go to sleep tonight so don't be wining , listen close to my ghost im talkin psychic usage abilities that im denying/ knowledge isnt much but its power to the playahs and minoritys, all the scumbags slinging herion, methamphetamine Prescription pills, and crack cocaine in my home town isnt there a job to stop that kind of delay hand fed to kids growing up in this day and age / im not a watchman but im thinking that theres not alot justice bein taken in to end this war of the peoplez libertys, just constant pushin to the limits so its easier to let death be my motivation towards making my son or daughters life cleaner then mine would ever be/since i was beginning as a teenager my bad habits was so much couriosty, offered dope from a dude inna camouflage over coat, blue jeans playin music must of been a top hits toby keith album so i paid the man a 20 and from that bed that i sat on to smoke the killa ice i haven't been the same always need that beganing fix that first high its difficult when chasing dragons to extantion is all i wanna do in life,wakin up daily for a while but i havent seen any blue skys just hella cloudy days lately, the news said the weather in my head isnt completely safe as they say but i always see that foggy mist in all the places that i been, hoping i don't gotta see another rainy day/looking for some sun shine as i sit inna pitch black room all aLone feeling intensifying, electric shock like pain all over my body as im slowly dying, late at night reminesing memory's that i hardly remember even happened, now my family and friends been sayin that there isnt anymore shaine baker, his existence wasn't good enough to reason with give up before you become the junkie that you hated your parents for becoming while you and your sister were growing up, i hate it but i love this small town akins oklahoma/ so what i never gave a shit , fuck being that normal kid i was the helmet wearing, window licking, strictly strange mange gangish mada fuckah dont judge books based on the cover, i ate pages instead of flipping through reading what it means to be a sheep opps i mean human being / id rather tape a razor blade to my teeth, and then I'll volunteer to play as a quarterback on the broncos team, wearing nothing but a flat bill and a G string pulled up to the middle of my back/ watch your back, people telling people bout the shit you committed in your past everything, anything that you did, isnt their anybody left alive on this planet who wouldn't snitch a motha fuckah out just to get some money and a pat on the head from a blue suit wearin badge flashin dick suckin piece of shit/ let me go toe to toe with all the pigs in the popo station, one at a time lineing up knocking back groups of 10 watch em never walk straight lines again
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wouldn't fit all my lyrics so understanding would be useful. yaaay ya x4, check me out/ im so hella dope/ and im so much inside of a prostitutes ass or mouth busting off loads in heavy amounts/ i been using i been doing, so much that i think i might be almost overdosing/ im so close to crokin / no more joking bout my diagnosis, keep me posted/ if im foamin out the mouth layin on the ground, just let me snooze a couple weeks im steadily just losing immunity sickening my family cant even focus on topics so hocus pocus/ let me die in peace all i ever wanted was a minute to think about my mission to complete self_loathing or something like losing weight til im skin and bone sinking in a hole rock bottom never felt so much closer to my home/ so hold onna nother day, dont be sad im not tryna witness nomore cryin without reason, dont say its cuz we got so close you never even gotta feel all my feeling what im dreading every hidden secret or learned lesson, im living proof lifes purpose is to die, and people wasted what little time slavin in a building repeating the same routine different positions im done with it so stop being so pissy just try to be open minded catch up on living life instead of mayo on my crinkle fries/ ill contact you through communications be by the phone imma wait throughout the day, and im not tryna go to sleep tonight so don't be wining , listen close to my ghost im talkin psychic usage abilities that im denying/ knowledge isnt much but its power to the playahs and minoritys, all the scumbags slinging herion, methamphetamine Prescription pills, and crack cocaine in my home town isnt there a job to stop that kind of delay hand fed to kids growing up in this day and age / im not a watchman but im thinking that theres not alot justice bein taken in to end this war of the peoplez libertys, just constant pushin to the limits so its easier to let death be my motivation towards making my son or daughters life cleaner then mine would ever be/since i was beginning as a teenager my bad habits was so much couriosty, offered dope from a dude inna camouflage over coat, blue jeans playin music must of been a top hits toby keith album so i paid the man a 20 and from that bed that i sat on to smoke the killa ice i haven't been the same always need that beganing fix that first high its difficult when chasing dragons to extantion is all i wanna do in life,wakin up daily for a while but i havent seen any blue skys just hella cloudy days lately, the news said the weather in my head isnt completely safe as they say but i always see that foggy mist in all the places that i been, hoping i don't gotta see another rainy day/looking for some sun shine as i sit inna pitch black room all aLone feeling intensifying, electric shock like pain all over my body as im slowly dying, late at night reminesing memory's that i hardly remember even happened, now my family and friends been sayin that there isnt anymore shaine baker, his existence wasn't good enough to reason with give up before you become the junkie that you hated your parents for becoming while you and your sister were growing up, i hate it but i love this small town akins oklahoma/ so what i never gave a shit , fuck being that normal kid i was the helmet wearing, window licking, strictly strange mange gangish mada fuckah dont judge books based on the cover, i ate pages instead of flipping through reading what it means to be a sheep opps i mean human being / id rather tape a razor blade to my teeth, and then I'll volunteer to play as a quarterback on the broncos team, wearing nothing but a flat bill and a G string pulled up to the middle of my back/ watch your back, people telling people bout the shit you committed in your past everything, anything that you did, isnt their anybody left alive on this planet who wouldn't snitch a motha fuckah out just to get some money and a pat on the head from a blue suit wearin badge flashin dick suckin piece of shit/ let me go toe to toe with all the pigs in the popo station, one at a time lineing up knocking back groups of 10 watch em never walk straight lines again
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