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letra de weep (album 1.23.2017) - ℒund

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two slit wrists
with a scythe
too f-cked up
had to leave this life

two slit wrists
with a scythe
too f-cked up
had to leave this life

it’s no joke
to low
i can’t cope
smoke dope
for the pain
1 glock 1 shot
point it straight
at my brain
do not resuscitate
told you don’t hesitate
i put a end to
the voice in my head
n-body ever listen
what i said
(what i said)
(n-body ever listen what i said)

i don’t really f-ck with the rest
young kid flex
put the blade to ya neck
1 more step b-tch
you loose your head
no one remember
the sh-t that you did

bury bodies
stack’em 4-wide
why they b-tch busy
hit my phone line
i been getting money
off my own time
you should stop biting
and stick with
your own rhymes

shorty you looking so thick
baby, come grind on this d-ck
let me take you back to my hotel
lay you down f-ck you good
till that p-ssy swell

i made myself what i am
i turned myself into the man
i made this dough in my hand
but still you don’t understand
don’t understand

it takes
dedication & some discipline
talent, drugs and experience
but to be honest living life i’m sick of it
even if moneys still coming in
even tho people still b-mp my sh-t
f-ck the world
death sound luxurious
look in my eyes
if you don’t think i’m serious
that’s why…

two slit wrists
with a scythe
too f-cked up
had to leave this life

two slit wrists
with a scythe
too f-cked up
had to leave this life

two slit wrists
with a scythe
too f-cked up
had to leave this life

two slit wrists
with a scythe
too f-cked up
had to leave this life

- ℒund

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