Tonart: Bb minor
Verse 1
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This is dedicated to my kids
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Aliya Renée Yates and Dontez Antonio Yates
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Interlude 1
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Verse 2
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As I blaze the PM,
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I in hale with the scent of a million men
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I exhale with dumping
17 up in the front I am
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In the midst of a crisis,
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God knows all the sacrifces I made
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Might have to heist to get paid despite
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But can't just the price that a
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nigga played bitch made
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Niggas think they know me,
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They phony, funny but they don't know
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That I'm that ill type nigga
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that'll open that gut
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I'm feeling stuck with a capital S
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Hit the cess, killed the stress
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Rotting away in the Midwest, I guess
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They was right when they said I
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was such a psycho sight
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Sick inside a slight
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Deliver that makes me want to go
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Master P at night, right?
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No more pain I complain and pray to God,
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and stuffs
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It was unbearable until
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I tried Co coa Puffs
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That Chocolate Thai got me
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willin' to fly up in the sky
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But when I lose altitude that high
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Makes me wanna just come down and die
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Who's responsible for this madness,
Who's responsible for this sudden
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I can see, I can look into your eyes
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Smile and then to your surprise
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I'll be yelling, "Die, nigga,
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die!" when all the bullets fly
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Don't know how much longer
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I'll be on this Earth
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Because I'm the worst type of nigga on this here turf,
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Living in misery, the worst,
Verse 3
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They keep trying to pull
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me under
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But I been too long trying
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The worst, the worst, yeah
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After all that I been through
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I just don't know what the hell to do
Verse 4
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What it is? What it was and what
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it shall be? You tell me
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living healthy
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Bitches think I got money
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So I'm thinking of killing you when
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I'm making love to you Bianca
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Can't you see I ain't you
I got plenty and mean
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So my future seems bleak
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Take a peak at me,
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I ain't happy she got me
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Under child social services and shit
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for being a slacky pappy
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My khakis are low sagging from
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illegal type little baggies
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Pushing ten of them on top of the
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world like James Cagney
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Feel that agony people nagging me
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My raggedy life ain't worth living,
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Am
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sick of my aunt and uncle dragging me
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See me drink my life away
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Smoking toking my life away
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Tryin to put this trife away in the
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deepest darkest hide away
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If I could fly today to the golden gates
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I could get away from this place of hell and fakes,
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but it might be too late
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What it gonna be? D- E- A- D
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Another S- T- A- T- I- S- T- I- C,
that's me
Puffin that stronger W- double
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Don't know how much longer
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I'll be on this Earth
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Cause I'm the worst type of nigga on this here turf,
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so disperse
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Living in misery, the worst,
Verse 5
They keep trying to pull me under
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(They keep trying to pull
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me down)
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But I been too long trying
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(But I'll make it through this time,
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yeah)
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The worst, the wor st, yeah
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After all that I been through
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I just don't know what
(Tell me what to do)
Verse 6
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That's why I say F- A- H-
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Q if you ain't crew
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Some busters on my hit list
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betta hope it ain't you
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My pockets thin, about to sin
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I got to spend about like ten
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To get that Henn, to make that blend
To make that fool come
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up out his ends
Devilish thoughts,
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hell is feelin' kinda of crellish
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God tell us what we got to do to make
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the motherfuckin' relish
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Spell it out to me 'cause
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broke is embarrassin'
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I'm psycho like Woody Harrelson
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I can make a comparison
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Like Aaron Yates, Norman Bates,
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perfect mates
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Dippin' up in Ollie Gates
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Bitches yellin', head is swellin'
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Thinkin' of goin' to hell and
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bakin' with the beans
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Got me fiend, murder for my green
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Seems, I'm cursed not first
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The last verse
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I burst, into a blood thirst,
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No hearse, nobody's turf
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Fuck planet Earth, disperse
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Because you're dealin' with
the worst (the worst)
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Living in misery,
Verse 7
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the wor st, yeah
They keep trying to pull me under
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(They keep trying to
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pull me down)
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But I been too long trying
(But I'll make it through this time,
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The worst, the wor st, yeah
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After all that I been through
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I just don't know what the hell to do
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(Tell me what to do)
Verse 8
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I know that it can't get no worst
The worst, the worst, yeah
After all that I been through
I just don't know what the hell to do
(Tell me what to do)
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