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letra de nuthin' even matters (regrets) - mr. muthafuckin exquire

[hook]
nuthin’ even matters (nuthin’ really matters)
nuthin’ even matters to me (when misery is all i see)
nuthin’ even matters (nuthin’ even matters)
nuthin’ even matters to me (when misery is all i see)
mommy, you used to hold me, tell me i was the best
anything in this world i want i could possess
all that made me want was all that i could get
i’m tryin’ to survive, tell me how i live with these regrets?
how i live with these regrets
how i live with these regrets
how i… how i… how, how, how i
how i live with these regrets
how i live with these regrets
how i… how i… how, how, how

[verse 1: exquire]
i wake up in the morning no earlier than three
i scratch my -ss and yawn, then i get up and go pee
then jimmy neutron’s on
this is my favorite episode where he goes through a time warp
and meets himself when he gets old, and he ain’t sh-t
i guess that i relate to a degree
my momma claims she’s proud of me
but i just cannot see how that could be
i gave up my whole future just to chase my dream
now i feel like a loser who’s failed at everything
(i mean) maybe i shouldn’t have dropped out in 10th grade
(i mean) maybe i should’ve went to college up state
(i mean) maybe i shouldn’t have quit my good–ss job
or swallowed them sleeping pills after the shock of it all
or slapped the sh-t out my ex, then mess with the other one
consorted with hoes, popped pills like bubblegum
my life’s a cornucopia of rigamarole
which sounds like some type of dish
can i offer a bowl? its like…

[hook]

[verse 2]
my life is a b-tch and i ain’t got sh-t
i know that sounds depressing, but it is what is it
my insecurities made me a leech for love
happy just to get it anywhere that i could get it
though i wasn’t really feelin’ her
plastered at my photo shoot, drunk i was depressed
like somehow i can pretend that my life’s just not a mess
then n-ggas have the nerve to try to question what i am
what you don’t f-ckin’ understand is this is all that i have left
and b-tches say that dumb sh-t, “i’m too blessed to be stressed”
but i was blessed with this talent; all it do is make me stressed
all it do is make me guess: will i ever progress?
is success the architect behind the heartache and the stress
i fight with every breath
yet n0body sees the ???
and lately its getting crazy and i’m runnin’ out of strength
??? so don’t you try to play me
i ain’t weak and i ain’t lazy i’m just gettin’ to the point where…

[hook]

- mr muthafuckin exquire

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