| They changed so much, you know what I'm saying?
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| How did these two motherfuckers, from New Orleans
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| How did they change, how did they change music?
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| Yeah, I was the wave, but now I feel the tide pulling back
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| Ocean flat
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| Often I lay in this coffin, sleep on my back
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| Toss a couple of 'em back
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| My liver really starting to slack
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| And I can feel myself decaying from the cigarette packs
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| I haven't thought of $uicide since I was livin' in the back
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| I'm blacked out, spare my heart torn in half
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| Now, I've got everything I ever wanted
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| But now I don't want it
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| It feels like I'm haunted, it feels like I'm cursed
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| Hopefully soon I'll return to the dirt
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| A material world with a virtual nerve
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| Yeah, I see what it's worth, throw me out on the curb
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| Leaving me up on the street of New Orleans
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| Y'all swervin' away, love is too short like a cell
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| Roll me up a blunt, aye
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| I need to get lost, aye
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| All y'all talk about sauce, I'm wipin' frozen cuts with frost
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| I'm slicin' open guts, and tossin' frauds off to the side
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| Half of $uicide
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| A couple million, now we're ready to fucking die
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| Two cups and a bad bitch
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| Then I pop me a Xanax, quick
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| Call Shake when I need that fix
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| Call Nick when I need that itch
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| Call crack to the pop, amphetamine
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| Max Beck in the back, pop seventeen
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| Young Kurt Cobain with the heroin
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| $lick love drugs over everything
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| Shoot the stars up in my veins, woah
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| But look at your bankroll
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| So, just spend it on more dope
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| More woes, fuck you care fo'
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| But lately, I feel guilty, I feel so badly
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| They say I made it, and that should be satisfactory
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| Lately, I feel like I have nobody
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| All alone in the empty hotel lobby
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| 4am, praying, "can I get some rest?"
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| Dreams of $uicide and a need for death
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| 4am, praying, "can I get some rest?"
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| Dreams of $uicide and a need for death
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| Happening now, streets blocked off as New Orleans police continue to search for the people accused of firing shots at officers. |
| WDSU reporter, Natalie Hee is live in the 7th Ward, she joins us now live with the latest developments on this; |
| Natalie...
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| Hey there, Sean, what started as a traffic stop this morning—or earlier this afternoon, has escalated into a large-scale investigation, with multiple agencies involved on the ground, and in the air, right now, two people are in custody, |
| and police say they are searching for a possible third suspect |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song King Tulip, artist - $uicideBoy$. Album song I Want to Die in New Orleans, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп