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Dying Wish Forgotten Dead

back from the other side. I can't understand the voices Shouting in my weary head. I fall to my knees before them I've become a living dead. [chorus

waitin' for niggas to plot to rob me Nigga that can explain the reason you fucked up, bleedin' Never forgot about guns, never forgot how to load 'em Never forgot

out to you, baby (Crying) Sitting in my lonely room Filled with nothing but gloom and I feel like (Dying, dying) (2x) Hey, y'all help me (Dying) (Ah

dead I'm dead before I'm born I try to get out of my tomb The struggle inside Makes me torn Years fly with every minute I'm dead I'm dead before

of thank We tossin' these bitches, but ain't flossin' our riches Buy some T-shit with pictures for my niggas And bitches still wishing they was here But they gone not forgotten

arse over head And when I awoke in me hospital bed And saw what it had done, I wished I was dead I never knew there was worse things than dying Oh

but you damn sure ain't forgotten So on remember whenever or wherever Dead or alive real partners come together, and you know that There's far too many of you dying

Verse 2: Wish I was too dead to care If indeed I cared at all Never had a voice to protest So you fed me shit to digest I wish I had a reason; my flaws

go ?til it bleeds Wish I was too dead to care If indeed i cared at all Never had a voice to protest So you fed me shit to digest I wish I had a reason