Dead

(Chorus)
Not this time won't let you build me that way.

Fury rages inside, damn all this bread ain't for me.

Not going to have your way with me.

That's not what I want for my son, either.

Being like her is fine, but I'm not going to be Gay, either.

Fuck all Y'all, curse me this day.

(Verse 1)
Hate for all of you guy's, you this ain't right.

Tell me why I should be okay with all that? Yeah

I'm not okay you stinky ass whore.

Your not fun I will break out the door.

Nobody get's that killing like that makes me burn.

Getting away, done, you know it ain't funny.

Blow your ways into my mind.

Fuck it, realize that ain't fine with me.

Know body, wants a used up piece of shit.

(Verse 2)
I'm not going back to Truman either,

Rage inside towards all those hoes.

No gratefulness left just pissed, 

Kill myself, rather die then do all that.

Sick bitch, you know your really not cool.

Come agains't me, help I just want to quite.

Definitely ain't going back to Trueman, prison is better.

Feel no pain, as you make me feel it's okay.

You got jokes, not going to take all this.

Fuck you, filthy whore.

I gave and you just took.

I'm going to hate you forever.

(Verse 3)
America you took all my life away from me Everytime.

Ungrateful, really I'm going to make you shoot me.

I'm fine with that.

Bomb this place, wish I had a gun.

Humanity, sucks curse all you.

Fuck it I'm just going to cook, Ice.

Dead.

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