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if life was fair, ducks would have shotguns [Explicit]
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(You did good, $lick)
(It's a smash)
(Sorry, lonely boy)
Before you hide your eyes, gotta watch this (let's go)
Tell me, have you ever died in a mosh pit? Yeah (go)
Guns in the air, nah, I don't care
'Cause life ain't fair (whoa), yeah
Blunts and a prayer (let's go), off drugs, impaired
Oh, yeah, let's take it there, yeah
I just popped 'em all 'cause I couldn't decide (couldn't decide)
Too eastbound, call me Danny Wetto McBride (Wetto McBride)
I can't do generic if it come prescribed (prescribed)
Highway 59, slidin' in a '59 (ooh)
Bitches try to call, I can't help but hit decline (hit decline)
Ain't even close to human, I'm on shit they can't define (define)
Ain't even close to human, I'm more closer to divine (divine)
Don't know if I'm dead or high, either way I'm seein' God (seein' God)
Coulda won a Heisman
Body full of downers, can see it on my eyelids
He bleeding like a virgin, got busted like a hymen
Gated neighborhood in a mansion, but to sleep I need sirens
I done been to Hell and back
Poppin' Xanax two by two and still, I can't relax
I'm full of stress, underwhelmed, and I'm over taxed (let's get it)
Weight of the world, still I carry it with a broken back (go, go)
Brothers switchin' sides, all it took was dollar signs, oh (dollar signs)
Can't trust no one, I can't even trust my mom, oh
Trust issues really fuckin' up my mind, oh
I got issues that I can't even describe, oh, yeah
Poppin' on these pills just to feel somethin' (just to feel somethin')
Poppin' on these pills, so I feel nothin' (so I feel nothin')
Even when my body stop, my mind still runnin' (still runnin')
And I can't take the silence, feel like my brain a virus (brain a virus)
I can get some peace, all it take is violence (yeah)
Medicate me please, make my brain go silent (woah)
Who got love for sale? I been tryna buy it
But then why do I give a fuck? Ain't no escaping dying (yeah, yeah)
Before you hide your eyes, gotta watch this (let's go)
Tell me, have you ever died in a mosh pit? Yeah (go, go)
Guns in the air, nah, I don't care
'Cause life ain't fair (whoa), yeah
Blunts and a prayer (let's go), off drugs, impaired
Oh yeah, let's take it there, yeah
I just popped 'em all 'cause I couldn't decide (couldn't decide)
Too eastbound, call me Danny Wetto McBride (Wetto McBride)
I can't do generic if it come prescribed (prescribed)
Highway 59, slidin' in a '59 (ooh)
Bitches try to call, i can't help but hit decline (hit decline)
Ain't even close to human, I'm on shit they can't define (define)
Ain't even close to human, I'm more closer to divine (divine)
Don't know if I'm dead or high, either way I'm seein' God (seein' God)
Yeah, yeah