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letra de i've forgotten the last 3 years - significance

[intro]
“due to some violent content, parental discretion is advised.”

[yung c-nt & yung mice]
are we really doing this sh-t?
what the f-ck
what? what?
are we really doing this sh-t?
hype me up

[yung mice]
i’m faded off the pack, grip my tac, get to f-cking blast
i’m faded off the pack, grip my tac, get to f-cking blast

[verse 1: yung c-nt]
yeah
pull up with the clique, hear the -cl!ck- then my blood drip
from my nose, on my hoes, then they l!ck
shi-

[verse 2: yung c-nt & yung mice]
why you mad? my b-tch is bad
-i’m faded off the pack
why you mad? my b-tch is bad
[verse 3: yung c-nt]
yung c-nt with a f-cking bl!ck, selling brick, try and stop me on my sh-t
off the drink, cannot think, i cannot blink
seeing things, hallucinating diamonds rings
hallelujah angel wings

[verse 4: yung mice}
-i’m fadеd off the pack
i’m faded off the pack, grip my tac, gеt to f-cking blast
-i’m faded off the pack

[verse 5: yung c-nt]
please shut my f-cking coffin, i hate my wake
got to see who real, who fake
f-ck sakes!
my siblings ain’t even show up in the first place, smiles on they face, disgrace, pills make me erase, run a race
don’t know when i’m gonna run outta
-breath-
-breath-

[yung mice]
-i’m faded off the pack

[verse 6: yung c-nt & yung mice]
i feel like zombie often, ain’t no stopping, bodies dropping, pill popping
aye, aye
i feel like zombie often, ain’t no stopping, bodies dropping, pill popping
[verse 7: yung c-nt]
ladies and gentlemen, i feel like a k!ller man, i feel like dope dealer man, i feel so cold
i ain’t a better man, but i know how to k!ll a man
does that make me better then?
“what the f-ck are we doing here?”
i smoke on that dope, only to cope, tie a noose up with that rope, fighting demons, can’t look in my eyes, i saw my demise, i hate conversations’
i wanna be a better me, but i can’t find a reason, so i start scheming, then i begin dreaming, can’t fall asleep, i woke up in the evening, these feelings too deep
so i keep retreating, back to the pills, back to the hoes, back to the abuse, no longer hope, back to the needle, until i can’t feel, hold my hand, like the beatles

[verse 8: yung mice]
i can’t give a f-ck
i’m pouring the cup
tryna find the meaning of love, these hoes i f-ck, tryna nut, how the f-ck i’m still breathing?
met a b-tch, who said i’m “decent”

[verse 9: yung c-nt]
the f-ck you mean i’m “decent”?
the fame i’m chasing, the dope i’m blazing, my blood that’s racing, drug test tasting
i feel so d-mn nauseous
every step i take precautious, every battle i fought is offence, snorting all that powdered substance, hard to stop when there’s abundance, only stop when there’s convulsions
my mind is in a dungeon

- significance

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