| Some say they love life, but loves blind
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| Black shades to save me from the sunshine
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| I’ll fuck her one time, I’ll fuck her dumb blind
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| And give her drunk dick and make her drunk drive
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| Do you feel alive? |
| Shit, I don’t feel a thing
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| No Visine, light green till my eyes bleed
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| Might need Lean off Beam and Promethazine
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| Hit the scene scheme like motherfucking Charlie Sheen
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| And you think that after all I’ve seen I’d know better
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| But I guess I’m just my father’s seed
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| So I’m no better, do my thing like whatever
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| LA shit, ain’t shit changed like the weather
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| Ever, so you could be the star or the extra
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| Rhythm slaying Nicks till the young Nick Telsa
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| Don’t test her, betcha all my niggas down like depression
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| The pussy, the drink, the pills, the tree
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| The pussy, the drink, the pills, the tree
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| The pussy, the drink, the pills, the tree
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| Take it all away, now tell me what you see
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| Its the pussy, the drink, the pills, the tree
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| The pussy, the drink, the pills, the tree
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| The pussy, the drink, the pills, the tree
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| Take it all away, now tell me what you see |
| Now take a look at me
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| Then take a bag of mushrooms and tell me what you see
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| I’m in love with the She-Devil with ill pussy
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| She give hell with me yelling, «L.S.D.»
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| I’mma G, bet you would agree, check the pedigree
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| Got the drink, got the tree, got the bass like me
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| All these haters finna flee cause I’m on a killing spree
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| And I’m off the Hennessy and some E
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| Yo, my steeze like, «Fuck it», we turnt up in public
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| I’m sipping on that brown, no Joe, don’t judge it
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| Rhymes go over niggas heads while I just go over my budget
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| Texting, «Slang 'em for more cash to go and cop drugs with»
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| And I wish everywhere we functioned
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| Its funny how its worthless when you gotten an abundance
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| Packing like luggage, burning like Bunsens
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| Ten hits of acid, ain’t been the way I was since
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| I dump shits on you dumb shits
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| And keep it grimy like the bottom of the bus, bitch
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| What bitch? |
| If I give it to you raw then go nuts, bitch
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| And I’ll wake up and kill you if my nuts itch
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| No shit, flow switch when the 4 hit
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| Get your motherfucking throat slit tryna talk shit |
| Castle Casper, a nigga get ghosted
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| Master on a skillet, nigga roasted
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| Whitebread hoes getting toasted
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| Bitch tryna trade a blowjob for a cold sniff
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| She know I only laugh cause I’m with it
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| L.S.D., don’t forget it, nigga
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| The pussy, the drink, the pills, the tree
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| The pussy, the drink, the pills, the tree
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| The pussy, the drink, the pills, the tree
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| Take it all away, now tell me what you see
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| Its the pussy, the drink, the pills, the tree
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| The pussy, the drink, the pills, the tree
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| The pussy, the drink, the pills, the tree
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| Take it all away, now tell me what you see
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| Please Lord forgive me for I have sinned once again
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| This is the end
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| The end, the end, the end |