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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nick Holder
Nick Holder
Songwriter
Lukas William Schönenbröcher Adgate
Lukas William Schönenbröcher Adgate
Songwriter
Le Klub des 7
Le Klub des 7
Songwriter

Lyrics

The blood is on your hands, She poured holy water with the visanne, my man Do you even understand, ima put you right up there, on the stand I believe the truth, so yes I, believe you Have you seen the news, they think that, your see through The public's gotta mood, they've got to, be less rude Acting so prude 'cause we ate the forbidden fruit Fuck your fashion made your clothes outta cash, Save up the paper then make a mad dash Ima lash out reached my last out and out Ima scream and shout until you know what I'm about It's a frigid world even hell is freezing over People are starving but we got a mars rover Kanye is crazy and hova a capitalist This world is shit with a capital S Life is no choice so I choose how to live it Waiting for the day, that I can stop tripping Smoke away pain that will be felt from our children Getting numb to it I'm losing my feelin' Life is no choice so I choose how to live it Waiting for the day, that I can stop tripping Smoke away pain that will be felt from our children Getting numb to it I'm losing my feelin' Chest tight, smoking too many spliffs I don't like to sleep 'cause I keep dreaming of jumping off cliffs It's hard to keep me grounded when I'm being like this I'm irrational, lazy slacking my fit I wanna quit, but I just can't do it But the truth is, sometimes, I wanna do it I'm forcing movement, Dealing with some new shit Dealing with some new kids, acting so stupid Life is no choice so I choose how to live it Waiting for the day, that I can stop tripping Smoke away pain that will be felt from our children Getting numb to it I'm losing my feelin' Life is no choice so I choose how to live it Waiting for the day, that I can stop tripping Smoke away pain that will be felt from our children Getting numb to it I'm losing my feelin' Losing all feeling Losing all feeling Losing all feeling Losing all feeling Losing all feeling Losing all feeling Losing all feeling You thought I was done I'm losing all feeling from my head to my toes I'll be blowing o's till all ten go cold 6 feet under please smoke before my funeral If you don't drink there, then, you're not honorable I'm on a roll, looking for my pot of gold Shout out nick holder with that saxophone You already know you already know Baby I'm coming with that sexy flow I need a t break from the drama lately I see the bullshit that's been around me baking Too much for me, left my mind broke and vacant Stressed the fuck out while I'm losing my patience I earned my demons clout by running my mouth 'Cause they like what I said and what I did so I let 'em out Fuck the whole world and everybody in it All these motherfuckers, there's probably a billion
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