john corban - $ocial $uicide lyrics
[verse 1: john corban]
i been smoking, choking, on this dope, and can’t feel my face
been off the percys and xans
obligated to say this but being me is dangerous
smoking on the pack, counting my racks
need a minute to get back
from reality, no causality
spinning the block with my friends
glock in my pants
stick in the back of the whip, posted up with your b+tch
tears running red, seven crowns on my head
h+rns stabbing through
666 and drug abuse
blasphemy and genesis starting anew
time for you to leave before you get a hole blasted in you
living a life where you are doomed to die
$ocial $uicide, bound to cry, been on my mind
need a minutе to get right, or a line up my left sidе
dripping down my throat
can’t more than a minute without a fix and i get it i need to cut down
slit my wrist cause f+ck that sh+t
look around at the world like it’s upside+down
turn around, spin the block, cause i don’t f+cking quit
[verse 2: $hkrap]
l!cka d+cka f+cka so
i just needa wife hoe
watch us both die slow
runnin up that blue snow
couple slit wrist
f+ckin duckin f+ckin broken hoe
suck an apple thru a hose
look at my life
all of you b+tches full of life
watch me die twice
hung froze
then i come right back to life
b+tches wanna f+cka wife’s prize
look in her eyes like oh my
b+tch don’t wonder why i die
oh my i don’t wanna die
talking about that social suicide
b+tches love to cry
i can feel her leaving wit me from that f+ckin suicide
grabbin ha side
backa da explorer
b+tch u adore her
queen sheets
b+tch the queen a screams
just can’t get her to leave me
yeah that bit need me
just like i need you
talking about that h+e+r+o+i+n
and poking needles thru my skin
yes that’s a f+ckin win
like brodie how the f+ck ya been
i bet what’s mine is treating you oh so well
oh well i don’t need ya ass
kick rocks and eat grass witcha b+tch ass
oh so fed up f+ckin wicha b+tcha f+ckin trash
hope your lame ass never come back
would love to f+ck ya b+tch and break her back
no you can’t have her back
she’ll be busy suckin my sack
then watch her die slow from a f+cking heart attack
yeah that b+tch trash
Random Lyrics