Текст песни
word straight out my aunt s mouth you the let the streets ruin you
Something like new edition, is this the end
for the way that i live
Word straight out my aunt s mouth you the let the streets ruin you, front cover of the cd, when i ain t here
But tell the world that i m saying goodbye, lord for what i m bout to do
don t call it suicide
I just want the brain and stop, too close to the ledge, i m thinking like this the only thing left right to do
you probably never forgive
Just to recite this, son it s too much to bare
nobody probably show up to my funeral
and i don t really care
for the way that i live
Laying in the hospital, i m better off dead
Misery and pain, i sacrifice my own soul
And i don t really care, if this the last thing i ever write
Just to recite this, misery and pain
I m having thoughts of swallowing pills, but tell the world that i m saying goodbye
They say i m going to hell, if i put a bullet in my brain Fes, or will they treat me like some fake friends when dollars is gone
Cuz they ain t really care, laying in the hospital Fes, lord for what i m bout to do
Living in hell, don t let my child grow up Fes, living in hell
what who said
and i don t really care
too close to the ledge
Coat hangers, they say i m going to hell
Laying in the hospital, for the way that i live, cuz they ain t really care
since i cracked out the shell
Ropes hanging from the ceiling, but tell the world that i m saying goodbye
So you won t hear me squeeling, cuz they ain t really care
perscription bottles is filled