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john corban - $ocial $uicide كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1: john corban]
i been smoking, choking, on this dope, and can’t feel my face
been off the percys and xans

obligated to say this but being me is dangerous
smoking on the pack, counting my racks
need a minute to get back
from reality, no causality
spinning the block with my friends
glock in my pants
stick in the back of the whip, posted up with your b_tch
tears running red, seven crowns on my head
h_rns stabbing through
666 and drug abuse
blasphemy and genesis starting anew
time for you to leave before you get a hole blasted in you

living a life where you are doomed to die
$ocial $uicide, bound to cry, been on my mind
need a minutе to get right, or a line up my left sidе
dripping down my throat
can’t more than a minute without a fix and i get it i need to cut down
slit my wrist cause f_ck that sh_t
look around at the world like it’s upside_down
turn around, spin the block, cause i don’t f_cking quit
[verse 2: $hkrap]
l!cka d_cka f_cka so
i just needa wife hoe
watch us both die slow
runnin up that blue snow
couple slit wrist
f_ckin duckin f_ckin broken hoe
suck an apple thru a hose

look at my life
all of you b_tches full of life
watch me die twice
hung froze
then i come right back to life
b_tches wanna f_cka wife’s prize
look in her eyes like oh my
b_tch don’t wonder why i die

oh my i don’t wanna die
talking about that social suicide
b_tches love to cry
i can feel her leaving wit me from that f_ckin suicide

grabbin ha side
backa da explorer
b_tch u adore her
queen sheets
b_tch the queen a screams
just can’t get her to leave me
yeah that bit need me
just like i need you
talking about that h_e_r_o_i_n
and poking needles thru my skin
yes that’s a f_ckin win
like brodie how the f_ck ya been
i bet what’s mine is treating you oh so well
oh well i don’t need ya ass

kick rocks and eat grass witcha b_tch ass
oh so fed up f_ckin wicha b_tcha f_ckin trash
hope your lame ass never come back

would love to f_ck ya b_tch and break her back
no you can’t have her back
she’ll be busy suckin my sack
then watch her die slow from a f_cking heart attack

yeah that b_tch trash

- john corban

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