| Ahh, good mourning
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| Not very sad, how boring
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| Everybody else get to wave up grieving
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| Don’t wake up, doesn’t that sound pleasing?
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| Pussy, you won’t, you won’t
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| I don’t got time for the threats, you’re lying
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| Everything here always end up dying
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| Better get used to it if you gon' be anything at all
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| Fuck it, bury the hatchet but cannot bury the shovel
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| I become wary, the bubble is gonna pop, uh
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| Married to trouble, I’m getting hairy, the stubble growing
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| I’m scary, the rubble cover the rocks
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| Uptight, unwilling to change
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| Fuck that, put a pin on my pain with the ink on it
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| Wait, I’ma think on it (Forever's a long time)
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| That’s an idea for the wrong mind
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| If I go cry out my eyes over my sibling
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| Wish I had never lit Mary with kindling
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| Never had a doubt until everything dwindling
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| Have you jumped off a building?
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| I have, my bad, hi, dad, why sad?
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| I don’t got another opportunity
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| Immunity from death, I feel puny than the rest
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| I feel tiny like a pest, something bigger will be best, stress
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| Do or die, do or die, you’re alive
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| Pussy, you won’t, you won’t
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| Do or die, do or die, you’re alive
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| Oh, oh, oh, triple six suck dick when yo' nipple slip out
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| Control yo' self, you ain’t fit to flip out
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| Anger problems, I trip
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| Bitch, I once knew a Crip
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| That dyke and I bought some acid
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| Nice and high, to my surprise
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| She was awry and non-passive
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| She said, «I got no time for life» then swipe a knife
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| I’m the one being attacked and
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| Pupil grow, iris blacken
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| What to do when someone cool, a dude or gal is rude as hell
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| Get out my life, start your packing, uh
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| Like fucking a big bitch, get backing up
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| I’m stackin' and nickel diming the bag, came up
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| You are the art work, get tatted up
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| Embedding a bigger diamond in satin rug
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| Yuh, face the facts now, I face the pack down
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| I raise the dead now, you praise the lead, pow
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| A son of a gun, I’m gonna be not done
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| I’ma go and run for the fun of it 'til we got no sun, uh
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| I’m an anemone way I’m hugging an enemy
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| No, you won’t see the end of me
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| I ain’t hear what you said to me
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| All the people is dead to me like the back of a centipede
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| I ain’t run, you offending me or annoying me mentally
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| That’s a penalty strike like you grabbing the mic
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| I fight, I might bite, sight right the light smite shite
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| The white engulf, grip tight the sulfur
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| Height of the culture, gripe, you vulture, uh
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| Good mourning
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| Birds chirp, the world turn while burning
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| Birds chirp, the world turn while burning
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| Birds chirp, the world turn while burning
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| Do or die, do or die, you’re alive
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| Pussy, you won’t, you won’t
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| Do or die, do or die, you’re alive
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| Pussy, you won’t, you won’t |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song GOOD MOURNING!, artist - Lil Darkie. Album song THIS DOES NOT EXIST, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп