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letra de born loser - squeegie o

(mike from drugs inc: heroin island)
started using drugs at the age of 17. my friend’s where into pills and i really wasn’t into it at the time. and i uh, i did my 1st pill and uh i feel in love instantly. it was just that feeling i could never describe, it was so beautiful like, i felt like untouchable like ….
nothing could stop me , ya know?

follow the steps of my father
he hooked on the alcohol
and mines was extra strength tylenol
well that’s how it started
wouldn’t say it shureen’s fault
she broke my heart
felt there’s nothing for me to breathe for
my grandfather died about 9 months prior
couldn’t trust none of my n-gg-s felt they was liars
then i made friends with vicodin
deuce deuces of ol’ e
life in slow motion was feelings that made me cozy
strugglin’ if a n-gg-s really bout that life
then came to terms in order to live it’s bout that time
i hit a state of depression
promoted from likes to xannie bars, the secret connection
picture a n-gg- out on annandale readin’ a message
already 5 blunts and a 40 in
come home late nights fighting myself accordingly
breaking chairs and tossing cds of what i said
cause my conscious says my lyrics ain’t sh-t getting prepared
for the born loser

(sample)
ladies and gentlemen
i don’t know what kind of drugs this ones on, and i don’t care
because i don’t wanna have to deal with their mother and father and their fancy lawyers. but i’ll tell you brats something, if you jerk my chain in my town ill rip your lungs out

couple of years p-ss
i still ain’t sh-t
looking skinny like i’ve been there
actin’ a total d-ck head
poppin pills p-ss out wake up outta nowhere
losing track of hours and days
chasing my focus
couldn’t hit the club or go hangin’ out with the homie
if i did i’m sippin’ liquor and blackin’ out in a corner
my lady friends tried to get me help but i rejected it
so fried when i visited all they wanted was s-x from me
cause soon as a n-gg- start talkin it wasn’t words
just jibberish and listen b-tch is you wit or no
lost money fought my jam and lost friends and thru it all
didn’t give to sh-t
the medicine setting in i am cold
roll this blunt drink this red bull bout to get in my zone
walk out the door touch the fresh air let the breeze touch my soul and lost track of what happens next blackin’ out as i walk
look like a junkie in these streets
but i’m happy just for a moment of the born loser

- squeegie o

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