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letra de a - miles way

(verse 1 miles )

(quiet voice)

what year is this?
my life is doomed, i couldn’t be more blue if i was in a crip set
slit my wrist just to see red
strippers calling me pathetic and there’s sl-ts in here twerking for a big check
respect a b-tch sit on my leg, put your cl-t on my leg
you n-ggas think i’m playing when i say i grab that butcher knife
and stash it underneath the mattress i almost had it i was about to stab my dad with it
wishing he got that restraining order (heh) i would have handled it myself
had visions of his body dangling from a belt, he’s gasping, hanging
i can tell his life is almost over, praying that the pain is overwhelming
the excruciating, saying just remain calm for a few more minutes
when i’m finished your gonna need a f-cking dentist to identify this n-gga

when it rains it pours, the windows panes a metaphor
for pain the widow fuels her husband slain, my son was young
and forced to stay his innocents spend life in prison
villainized, for k!lling someone he’s ashamed of sharing the same name with
pain to see him living so he made a victim out the man and victimized his brain for years and terrorized
his family stabbed em in his trachea, f-ck up his ligaments
made him into dirt, blood squirt from his little b-tch
he made me smile, you could see the twinkle in my eye
the blood pouring into a puddle from the sky, what an exquisite way to die

(verse 2 luui )

my hand and death are canvas so he could draw a last breath
hard sketches artist, tracing up a last step
spit it out till the day we talked about in past tense
dark poems carved into my arm so the art bled
i’ve gone to church, i prayed to christ, just be brave its ok to die
they say heavens in the sky… that’s a shame i’m afraid of heights
had faith in friends fake and lies don’t take much money to change a guy
my shaded mind taken life wave and shy say goodbye
i was never “love you miss you type” bits and british pimple bite
p-ssed up way from crystal white stick and stab this chiseled life
his wisdom cast and was a gift distant with disfigured life
when daddy told me, i should have been a bit of jizz on a tissue wipe
i lay and im taken back faded off the bas-m-nt jazz
fading away awake with my face scr-ping off the pavement slab
i got the f-ck beaten by mug thieving, drug dealers, myth stories i face the addicts
lift forward when i paste my pattern, a stiff sword i sniff sore
i’m king george when i chase the dragon
the vickers vivid vision is a victim of the blind
a low life with a crowbar bow tie and some mozart
a 4-5 and a go kart i’m close by when it goes heart

so find me a tied rope and fine oak
trail lines of c0ke a suicide notes
with a bag of lies wipe the eyes
and watch this visionary cry
an intimate slice

what an exquisite way to die

- miles way

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