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Fuck Life (Cypha)

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__kaLipZo__:
homeless, no where to stay, why do i go on day to day//
cant live like this, feel like shit, cant get up without fallin in pitz//
always told to keep my head up high, how can i when noones on my side//
discarded like a piece of trash, get up but only to crash, why dont i just slash/
my wrists, could be so easy to split, cant deal with real life conflicts//
that corrupts this so called life, no one knows what its like to be white//
only me, only to be nothing but worthless, lifeless, it just isnt worth it//
as i hold the glock, arms begin to lock, and all my worries begin to stop//

Kill:
nice shit y'all, I felt many lines

@Ss@sSiN:
fuck life, and thats commin from a youngin'//
they wonder why im sucidial wit a glock gunin'//
Tear threw my pages in my notebooks//
Rip apart pictures on the wall, and hang myself on coat hooks//
Spoke-dope-hooks,you emmceez connect wit my feelings//
Like on nightmare on elm street i'll have you bleedin on ceilings//*
My life over and im up out//
I wanna jump, turn my body to sour krout//

*first nightmare on elm street the first bitch killed gets draged up the ceilin and theres a big blood trail

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