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Gut Rot
American Dead Cross; Craven
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Wanna make a millie in the back lot
Sittin' here sick, I got gut rot
Drinkin' daily, pukin', 'cause I hate
How she wanna hate on me
'Cause you know that I can't stop
Wanna be like me
'Cause I got a box
I got better shit to do than smoke another ounce
You a fan 'cause you blow my ego
Bitch been doin' rounds
Thinkin' blam, but your favorite artists copy all my songs, yuh
Sippin' silly lately, yeah you know I'm going dumb
Smokin' blunt by blunt yes I'm funnel just for fun, yuh
Way too fucked up from the drink
Like for real can't even think
Another bottle, stuck the sink, yuh
It's like I'm itchin', I'm vicious
Lately I got better tensions
I'm talking drugs and the wusses
Baby she gone for Christmas
And yeah I really been trippin'
Like geometrical vision
I'm talkin' psychic suspension, uh
And I ain't been so fucked up from something like when I was
I thought life was changin', rearrangin'
Hold up pause
I'm on a whole 'nother level I'm chillin'
Psycho-like feeling got my gut spillin', uh
You know how I'm feelin', nah
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I wanna make a millie in the back lot
Sittin' here sick, I got gut rot
Drinkin' daily, pukin', 'cause I hate
How she wanna hate on me
'Cause you know that I can't stop
Wanna be like me
'Cause I got a box
I got better shit to do than smoke another ounce
You a fan 'cause you blow my ego
Bitch been doin' rounds
Thinkin' blam, but your favorite artists copy all my songs, yuh
I fill up with gut rot, pukin' on the spot
Henny in the tummy isn't likin' what I got
I decide to hold it but I'm feelin' on my throat
Yeah you askin', now I'm feelin' bitch
I'm feeling like a joke
I just had to stand on 'em
I ain't got a bands hold on
Tryna catch these hands hold up
Talkin' lotta shit
Tryna throw somethin'
Little bitty comin' with me
Gettin' litty, up the henny
Gettin' ready for the setty
May feel 30 like you're dirty
Up the shirty, I'm a 40
She gon' blow me like she know me
But she don't, down her throat
Girl that won't, I'm aboard
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