CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics : Guillotine

I got one, two, 99 problems
And the cig in my hand it ain't one
And I'm trying to quit but I can't
As I flick through the gram like I'm
Staring down the barrel of a gun

The tip of the iceberg
Melting in the sun
A glimpse of the climate change getting warm
Little ol' me, that's the eye of the storm
Wish I could turn my mind off for a month

Take my head away from me
Antoinette, sweet Marie
Chop it off, squeaky clean
I got thoughts nobody needs
Down below, buried deep
Let me go, set me free
Body's strong, but mentally
Lost my mind, Guillotine

(Lost my mind, Guillotine)