Letra

Realtree camo with the Carhartt blade Came from the place where the hatred was made I'ma make you dark like it's late in the day No matter what I think, you gonna hate what I say Earnhardt blunts, smoking like we in a race Friends turn cold like the blood in my veins Thoughts in my mind, like the dirt in my graves So press my hand to the wall, 'til it breaks Take me back home, where the moon don't glow Where the sun don't shine, where the kids don't roll Uptown where the youth get drowned In the rag full of ether 'cause the kids don't know Suicide rate up high when the window rolls in and the money still low And when he feels as snow, he knows it's the only way to get out the cold Get out the cold, get out the cold Life's too tough, bitch, please let me know I take your life and turn it to gold Roll my dope and turn to a ghost Who you really think going harder than me? Bitch, I'm dead bitch, bitch, I'm dead Bitch, I don't even breathe Said who you really think going harder than me? Bitch, I'm dead, bitch, I'm dead Bitch, I don't even breathe (Sesh) Feelin' something like Rick Moranis Blew up the kid, now he doin' damage You oughta know like my name's Alanis Hate on me, take a seat, young Christopher Hansen I would sweat all day, just to lie in a mansion I break blunts like glass when you get the banshee R2, R2, L1, R2, up, down, left, right then I get to bangin' Take me back home, where the moon don't glow Where the sun don't shine, where the kids don't roll Uptown where the youth get drowned In the rag full of ether 'cause the kids don't know Suicide rate up high when the window rolls in and the money still low And when he feels as snow, he knows it's the only way to get out the cold
Writer(s): Unknown Writer, Elmo O Connor Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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