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Rehab - Crazy People lyrics
Sittin' on the corner of 33rd and utter hell You ain't killed nobody today, but I ain't well Hangin' up on strippers, working on my 3rd bottle of liquor You smellin' like cat litter, still bitter Walk around the earth stressed I've been buggin' since I fell out of my mothers dress I guess, I'll have another panic attack It's always darkest right before it's pitch black World full of crazy people and I guess I'm one in the same And I tell you man it's evil, but I don't know no other game How did I get so dirty, you can see it on my face But I ain't killed nobody today, just yet So ya'll better give me some praise I'm mood swingin' like a wreckin' ball Knockin out a wall and I don't got a gun So I'm shootin' birds at ya'll And it piss me off more that you don't fall I oughta take a ball of C4 to the mall Lookin' out the window and the world calls me a chump Smokin' a cig at the gas pump Hey you wanta' bump Excuse me sir, can you spare a buck of two Fuck you mother fucker, I need liquor too The worlds a cess pool and I'm a piece of shit Stomach hangin' out my mouth when I'm blowin grits I'm like a rat inside the wheel and it's played out Drivin' off a cliff, smoke a spliff on the way down Can't get a bitch, all of them are gay now Hey pal, got the time? Does anybody really know? Man, ya'll done lost ya'll mind Well, so has everybody else We're just cuttin' in line World full of crazy people and I guess I'm one in the same And I tell you man it's evil, but I don't know no other game How did I get so dirty, you can see it on my face But I ain't killed nobody today, just yet So ya'll better give me some praise And how am I suppose to walk And how am I suppose to talk And how am I suppose to live When I ain't gotta damn thang to give (Repeat) Hey you wanna get a 50 piece, nah Me neither You ever wanna kill a cop, nah Me neither Ever contemplated suicide, nah Me neither You ever wanna run through a mall with an M16 Yellin' kill em all, nah Me neither You ever wanna swerve into the oncoming lane Leavin' nothin' but body parts, wrecked cars and brains, nah Well, me neither World full of crazy people and I guess I'm on in the same And I tell you man it's evil, but I don't know no other game How did I get so dirty, you can see it on my face But I ain't killed nobody today, just yet So ya'll better give me some praise |
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