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jayessmusic - dead on arrival / death of alcohol lyrics

[intro: cory stark & kim st. onge]
news 4’s kim st. onge joins us live from the scene in st. peters, kim?
cory, right now police are still here in old towne park which is just beyond this parking lot that you can see+

[verse 1]
i can’t ride his block and i don’t know what to do
so i’m sitting in the stu, i’m just tryna feel a groove, make a move
sh+t that i spit in the booth isn’t nothing but the truth
and they try to tie the noose but i always get loose
now he’s asking for a pig, i said get up off my d+ck
hoe, i don’t give a sh+t cause i been had a b+tch
that boy tried to rap before, there’s reasons he don’t rap no more
and now he smoking blacks and ports and all his sh+t is ass of course
what did you еxpect, he always talking out his neck
i gеt scary, hit the deck, i don’t care about a check
who the f+ck dissed me, why the f+ck he use subliminals
i’m the best white boy like a f+cking smooth criminal
i had lots of homies but them dudes would only ridicule
i can’t take advice from homies that ain’t even been to school
d+mn, didn’t even wanna diss you
once i’m finished with this, swear your family’s gonna miss you
got me f+cking p+ssed, nah, let him be a b+tch, bruh
i don’t even trip, bruh, i don’t even sip, bruh
i just had a trip, nah, i knew you was a b+tch, bruh

[chorus]
dead on arrival, praying with my bible
your girl sucking idle, all my doors are suicidal
dead on arrival, praying with my bible
your girl sucking idle, all my doors are suicidal
dead on arrival, praying with my bible
your girl sucking idle, all my doors are suicidal
dead on arrival, praying with my bible
your girl sucking idle, all my doors are suicidal
[verse 2]
f+ck, yeah, that’s all i want, bro, my pain leaves in a blunt, bro
i’m p+ssed off, had enough, bro, i cannot smoke enough dope
to take the f+cking pain away, i swear it’s just a rainy day
i do a song day to day, there’s not too much to say to me
i keep on f+cking working while the goofies just observing
stack my bread up, flex on purpose, if it happens, i get nervous
cause i do not preach no bad sh+t, find yourself a bad b+tch
get that b+tch attached like some magnets, sus ass dude, i can’t say f+ggot

[outro: kim st. onge]
+has been taped off with “crime scene”, they’re still here at this hour trying to piece together exactly what happens, for the last, maybe, hour or so i’ve been speaking with+

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