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Baby, come and visit in my underground apartment I don't got no oxygen, at least I got parking Here we got the fridge that tell you you'd be better starving Here we got the smokers corner for the broken-hearted Baby, can you tell me how the f**k to die happy? I just wanna drill my head in dirt and hear it cracking Cells inside my brain would tell me it'd be too tacky I just need a freight to clip the rail and come smack me I'm so f**king sorry girl, I know I'm still changing This is like the lullaby you sing to kill the baby I don't think you can, but it means a lot, you tried to save me Promise I'll remember you, you're such a nice lady When I'm just a blob in my mid to late forties Every time my smaller blobs would make me tell 'em stories I only tell the one, because I want 'em to remember When I tell the tale about the woman in the quarry And then we flip it (Beat switch) Alright, alright Alright, alright Alright, alright Baby, I can tell you I won't ever die sober I don't live no different from the man behind the dumpster And if it's not no drugs, just be assured I'm in my slumber Down right, dirty season, throwin' up blood all summer I remember geeking, when I walked into the complex I know I was f**ked, it's probably way worse out of context Shawty been my angel in a time I need it most Sucks she couldn't save me right before I turned ghost Cons may well inspire, give a f**k about pros I still got some slime underneath the dimple on my nose I suck on the bottle, almost like I'm still teething I just hope this wine can help me tell you how I'm feeling
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