| Eyes like the moon, got a body like a tomb
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| If she die then I die too, bitch, I’ll see you soon
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| Ice cold in my room, got frost on my sheets
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| Call me Mr. Ten Below, last thing I need is heat
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| If you catch me all alone, better speak up when you see me
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| I don’t like to hold grudges, but I like to hold a beat
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| It’s the corner store creep, black jeans, white tee
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| Bitch, I feel like Johnny Depp when I’m steppin' on the scene
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| I’m the young white hope, bitch, I’m going, going ghost
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| You can try 'til you die but you’ll never be Bones
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| I been dopin' all day, flickin' ash all night
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| Wrinkled clothes on my body, I been dirty all my life
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| I don’t even need a knife to cut you out of the picture
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| I drown in liquor, fuck a Swisher, Backwoods what I’m twistin'
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| I’m like the remix to Ignition, bitch, I’m better than all of you bitches
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| Top off the whip, I’m flickin' the switch, then I go back into the abyss
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| Back to the grave, life is a game
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| Death ain’t a option, it win everyday
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| Fuck gettin paid, fuck gettin laid
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| I’d rather be alone, I’m smokin' my haze
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| Back to the grave, life is a game
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| Death ain’t a option, it win everyday
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| Fuck it, it pay, fuck it, it lay
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| I’d rather be alone, I’m smokin' my haze
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| Walking all alone on every road I grew up on
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| Guess a lot of things have changed since I’ve been gone
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| Guess a lot of things have changed since I’ve been gone |