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nervous breakdown - mark andrew houston, d'swagg كلمات أغنية

[recital: markandrewhouston ]
the heavens gotta go, go, h_ll & cocain on the strip, that’s the sh_t we sell box in, box out, that’s the coffin liver shut your mouth and if yo app keep on talking, n_gga the heavens gotta go, go, h_ll & cocain on the strip, that’s the sh_t we sell box in, box out, that’s the coffin liver shut your mouth and if yo app keep on talking, n_gga

[verse 1: markandrewhouston ]
uh, i erased all my problems cause the truth is that y’all can’t solve them when i erased them, they raised up and all them folks staged up they even planned for death and degraded in this gravе, y’all they call it fun air all, it was a funeral five thousand for a comfy coffin ninе hundred for the plot, eight hundred for the stone twenty_five for the certification of death your degree is on overthrown by the dirt, six feet underground who you think you houdini? or get three wishes from a genie this is where the line’s drawn and your decision is demeaning this the definition of a definition i ain’t understand your vision they had the money for the coffin a cremation they burned themselves i should be concerned for your health guess it’s a_b_c to the d_e_f death and elemental peaks how they left

[verse 2: d’swagg ]
you swag, gotta hop on this track don’t think that i won’t come on, bro, waves spinning i’m out here, straight, chillin’ d_mn, gotta k!ll i ain’t never with the whack sh_t, man i’m too official, don’t you think it’s real? uh, what? not scared, man gotta hop on the track off the top cause it’s what i do you did it heh, you did it you did it

[verse 3: markandrewhouston ]
psychological development is an issue yeah don’t forget the flowers and remember the tissues family crying over the casket, sobbing we miss you pastor reading the pamphlet, memories we went through you graduated, had a job and you made a family these were the cards dealt, then we all felt patient of death, the end degree i never wished it so my folk friend or enemy ocean of entities sprinkles of cremation obituary after you die, after alone days of work you be put in the dirt or put on a shirt. yeah, right this it hurts in conclusion, you must be in an illusion. or need an institution for all your delusions i try you’re listening and learning and you will get you murdered six feet in the dirt is the last thing we heard

- nervous breakdown

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