Hmm, I dont even wanna fucking do song for real But I wouldnt be real if I
I be sitting by myself and I be thinking, mama what have I All I wanted was a family but I when I look I be the one Losing everything but money, left And I dont even get to see my
Only I get is in the studio I get to do another run On the road, doing shows, get the woes when it Getting cold, getting owed, but the flows sowed
I been doing a minute, but I think I want to end it Cuz I think Im on a higher level I go But the music I be doing it, be it I'mma make it tough for me to grow
All I was a family portrait See my babys on a ranch horses But I was fucking devil bitches in I was never really good, then I it
Im sorry Mrs. Jackson Im speaking for And I never to make your daughter cry But I guess Im a failure with Im and I feel like I oughta die
Feel it, Im rotting away, my life is jus off in the gray How much does it I will pay to lay and be off in a coffin today I mean off in ashes, this life and after it clashes, if I get This is suicide letters all again, I thought that I passed it
But I guess that I cuz this one is written And is no mending But I broke, I'mma a joke when I I jus that I wont be descending
But this aint a joke, I you to know Tech Nina is never pretending Alone in my bed a gun to my head Asking, where is my happy ending?
me who it is? What me? Where is my ending? about me? Is this a worth living?
You know how it But how it end for me? Will I ever Or He have it in for me? Will this pop before I breathing? Is there light in dark Im seeing?
Yeah, I put my in this music, Nina is inside out I set my heart out for people, know what the inside bout Will they keep feeling Nina forever I doubt Can never cry for help so if you this my shout
Im searching for the passageway to But Im worldly so I have to lay in Yes this a strange year, fames near But the queer, sometime I feel like Im rudolph the reindeer
But instead of a red nose, I stay in my red And the music, they said blows is on the top and the grows Can you resurrect a mothafucka that feel like he a dead soul? when inferior state, almost equal to bread mold?
Now as my head goes, wish I shed those Because all of the times the Nina was when I bled froze So now that Im cold and hella sick Is what the med shows, the slows And dont think you reviving a dead rose, yeah
me who it is? What me? Where is my ending? about me? Is this a life worth
You know how it But how it end for me? Will I ever Or he have it in for me? this pop before I stop breathing? Is there light in this Im seeing?
Listen, Im on the verge of but Im competent Im breaking, so I this one to vent The reason I look when you talk to me My brain is producing evilness, Im in 151 and rum I meant
how I feel I sit in the mirror this gun and practice how to kill But I know damn well that the people me Really wanna know how to
This is is bout it, check bout it Think of all the I lost Because my is not a meal
I like you, stupid, dont talk to me Im cracking up I mean laughter, Im full of bitterness and its backing up And I live with angels but lately demons shacking up Tug of war my spirits, see the blood Im hacking up
I my kids and my fans, inside I sob harder Cuz you the price for my life and its right like Bob Barker And I pretend that its okay, Im no facade starter So I guess my happy ending is at a massage parlor, yeaa
me who it is? What me? Where is my happy about me? Is this a life living?
You how it begins But how it end for me? Will I live? Or does he it in for me? Will this pop before I stop Is there in this dark Im seeing?