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Fed Up

dapurpman

Bluelighter
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Oct 14, 2005
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Im Fed Up With This Crap And This Life At My Pad
I Got Everything I Ever Needed To Have
But Im Kicking A Can And I Hate Everyone
No More Fun No More Sun Yeah The Rain Has Begun
Now Theres Clouds And Its Dark Feel The Beat In My Heart
Has I Thumps And It Pumps You Can See Ima Star
But I Cant Get A Break How Much Longer To Wait
How Much Time Can It Take Look Im Starting To Shake
And Im Cold Then Im Hot And Im Something Your Not
I Keep Puffin This Pot And My Thoughts Start To Rot
I Cant Stop Man Ive Tried Said I Quit But I Lied
Its Just Time After Time I Keep Smoking A Dime
I Inhale Then Exhale Till My Shit Never Sells
Till My Life Is A Hell And I Run In My Shell
But Im Not Gonna Hide Now Im Ready To Ride
Get A Mic Get A Light Now Im Starting To Write
 
Agreed. It really goes out with a bang... these last few lines are very, very tight:

I Keep Puffin This Pot And My Thoughts Start To Rot
I Cant Stop Man Ive Tried Said I Quit But I Lied
Its Just Time After Time I Keep Smoking A Dime
I Inhale Then Exhale Till My Shit Never Sells
Till My Life Is A Hell And I Run In My Shell
But Im Not Gonna Hide Now Im Ready To Ride
Get A Mic Get A Light Now Im Starting To Write

Woo! :D
 
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