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Bad Stomach

Jeshi
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Don't wanna water down or distill On the pavement, feel like roadkill Can't take the heat, put your face on the grill Can't take the grief of losing what's real Black lungs ain't fixed by NyQuil Boozer 'fore a pit stop, got bar ladies changin' my wheels Old habits are the hardest to kill Kill the old me, at the funeral, smirk 110S and my best shirt Conversation makin' it worse Prefer if you tell me what you want first House of mirrors, crack 'em where it hurts Bad luck, my boulder, I work Runnin' off fumes, whole world burns We can take it in turns Heard you were lookin' for a genie in a bottle Corner shop, losin' my words Maggie Shane, not stirred Shake up your world, yeah, you know I came as you were 4AM zombies, set fire to everything I wanted Cut off the roots like florist In a little shop of horrors Life gotta hurt my stomach bad Empty streets where I wander back Pressure on you 'til you gotta crack Yeah, I feel the weight of that on my back Gotta hurt my stomach bad Empty streets where I wander back Pressure on you 'til you gotta crack Yeah, I feel the weight of that on my back Life gotta hurt my stomach bad Empty streets where I wander back Pressure on you 'til you gotta crack Yeah, I feel the weight of that on my back Gotta hurt my stomach bad Empty streets where I wander back Pressure on you 'til you gotta crack Yeah, I feel the weight of that We don't do that talkin' stuff 'round here, it's weird I celebrate when nobody cheers I spoke to her, uh, I was all ears Spoke to her back, she wasn't ears Playin' the scene and projectin' tears Holdin' hands, sky was clear Just for the view, I'd die on a pier Not for you, but the prize was dear Yeah, I'm in the rear with nothin' to do You got somethin' to prove and it's clear Between us, take a look at the gear Spoke to yours and they're lookin' for you, I been here Kinda near, roundabout, raise it up, I was mid-air I'm in Forty, you don't wanna go in there Really, I wanted the old Moncler But really, I woulda been happy with neither Got me a fix, but I didn't help either I'm in the bits and I'm droppin' off teasers I would ask, but I seen your demeanour It's all the same old story, I wasn't around Probably cleaner, probably crack with no concealer I just raised the rug on my old-school beaters I just raised the rug on my old-school beaters Forty Life gotta hurt my stomach bad Empty streets where I wander back Pressure on you 'til you gotta crack Yeah, I feel the weight of that on my back Gotta hurt my stomach bad Empty streets where I wander back Pressure on you 'til you gotta crack Yeah, I feel the weight of that on my back Life gotta hurt my stomach bad Empty streets where I wander back Pressure on you 'til you gotta crack Yeah, I feel the weight of that on my back Gotta hurt my stomach bad Empty streets where I wander back Pressure on you 'til you gotta crack Yeah, I feel the weight of that