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$uicideboy$ - If You Were To Get What You Deserve, You Would Know What The Bottom Of A Tire Tastes Like
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- $uicideboy$
- Жанр
- Рэп и хип-хоп
- Длительность
- 2:37
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- 3,8 МБ
- Дата релиза
- 22.12.2016
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«How are you?» «Oh, I’m terrible» I just can’t seem to get my feet on the ground Get bucked, get bucked Murder, murder, murder, murder on me mind Murder, murder on me mind Get bucked, get bucked Murder, murder, murder, murder on me mind Murder, murder on me mind Get bucked, get bucked Murder, murder, murder, murder on me mind Murder, murder on me mind Still depressed, still misunderstood Still popping pills, popping seals, smoking Backwoods Still smoke a Swisher if you got it with you Everybody want me sober, but I’m not a quitter I say the less you know, the better, that west bank fire setter $uicide dream team, it’s that codeine fiend Hellbound is what I’m deemed, surrounded by crime scenes Only peace that I know is sleep or to be deceased, shit I can’t call it any more Get more depressed when I’m on tour Wake up in the middle of a war Wake up wishing that I was a fucking corpse, fuck I just can’t seem to get my feet on the ground Get bucked, get bucked Murder, murder, murder, murder on me mind Murder, murder on me mind I just can’t seem to get my feet on the ground Get bucked, get bucked Murder, murder, murder, murder on me mind Murder, murder on me mind Yeah, now if we got a problem then we got a problem I don’t give a fuck, I can’t even see that far at the bottom My cousin toxic and I’m rotten, this ain’t an option I was opting out responsibility, turn a new leaf and get it popping Pull up on their fucking ass, all they do is fucking ask «Can I flash you with the gas?» And so I pull up on their ass then I ask «Want to catch the gat’s blast?» It’s always back to back $uicide, $uicide, $uiciiiide Used to calm my depression, used to call it my progression Used to make me less upset and- $uicide, $uicide, $uiciiiide Now causes all my depression Ohhhh, ohhhh, ohhhh Oh my love She said
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