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Roots Manuva - The Falling lyrics
Guns, Bitches, Hoes, Crack Death and disease and a baseball bat STD that have no names Down in the clinic with headfull of shame Russian roulette with a naked flame Dangerously slow but in the fast lane A big nose bleed and a bag of cocaine Just got the news about the tumour in my brain Just dont care so we sniff it all the same Just caught my best friend sleeping with my girlfriend Jane Now were thinkin of a way to get them slain Asassins for hire they shall get paid 2 G 3 G whatever it cost None of those fools should of got me cross I'm just about ready for a treacherous thing Hand grenade on the plane looks another dunblane Mass murdering brains on the floor Your dead cos i said you shouldn't live no more You done and made me lose my cool Wheres my tool, who's the bigger fool Roadrage, pavementrage all kinda rage You'll be lucky if you get to see some old age Every other days a good day to die Be carefull if you love your lives You don't know nothing You don't see nothing You dont be nothing You don't do nothing But we all gotta be someone and somebody But everybody here cant be that rich You know the saying lifes a bitch I got my finger on the trigger with a nervous twitch Keep your mouth shut let me dig this ditch Dont you be a stupid bitch I took a blunt knife and took a piece of my heart Thats my sacrifice, my wayward device It sound mad though,my self mutilation Like Dr Forster on his very first patient The Gods aint happy cos man is praising himself Planning to get to heaven with that earthly wealth Blood money, drug money nobody budge money Mass fertility souls on the guillotine Meantime I unravell calling Jimmy Savelle Come fix my epitomy I'm bitterly the bitterness |
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