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madchild – my life lyrics

[chorus] how did this get out of control? i gotta learn how to leave it alone how did these pills get control of my life? they got a hold on my life, i need control of my life back how did this get out of control? i gotta learn how to leave it alone how did these pills get control of my life? they got a hold on my life, i need control of my life back 10s, 20s, 40s, 80s, mad child popping more pills than slim shady cash, cars, strippers, models i traded all of that for little pills in a bottle oxys, percocet, vicodin, somas doesn’t really matter as long as i ain’t in a coma my family and my friends say enough is enough this is is mad child’s life and i’m f-cking it up

[verse 1] constipated, only sh-t when i’m concentrated mad child, try to catch me at my concert faded the promoter’s happy if the little monster made it known for skipping shows but known for ripping flows was known for stacking gwap, rocking shows, and hitting hoes now waking up to pay the bills is f-cking difficult i’m watching p-rno but my d-ck ain’t hard people look at me like, “who the f-ck is this r-t-rd?” all i do is watch movies stoned alone on my couch and p-ss out with a lit cigarette in my mouth i got cigarette holes on my couch, on my clothes cigarette burns in my house on the floors doing the head nod pushing my whip through the streets but it’s not to the beat, it’s cause i’m falling asleep i got a monkey on my back dawg, enough is enough cause this is mad child’s life and i’m f-cking it up

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[verse 2] had myself an intervention, dragged my -ss to rehab loved god but prayed so much i should’ve bought kneepads too many rules to follow, that sh-t was making me mad sit and talk to strangers and i listen to feedback hi, my name is mad child, my aim is quit drugs go back to being drunk and famous twenty days later i was back on the plane twenty-five days later back at it again i’m back in outersp-ce like an astronaut with a box of crackerjacks and an astropop popping pills like candy, so much candy my tummy looking like the late john candy my girl get mad cause i don’t get randy that’s about the time v–gr- come in handy aw man come on dawg, enough is enough this is mad child’s life and i’m f-cking it up

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