Weep

When tomorrow starts without me And I'm not there to see I wish so much you wouldn't cry The way you did today While thinking of the many things We didn't get to say Two slit wrists with a scythe Too fucked up, had to leave this life Two slit wrists with a scythe Too fucked up, had to leave this life It's no joke, too low I can't cope, smoke dope for the pain One Glock, one shot Point it straight at my brain Do not resuscitate, told you don't hesitate I put a end to the voice in my head Nobody ever listen what I said What I said (Nobody ever listen what I said) I don't really fuck with the rest Young kid flex put the blade to ya neck One more step, bitch, you lose your head No one remember the shit that you did Bury bodies, stack 'em 4-wide Why they bitch busy, hit my phone line I been getting money off my own time You should stop biting And stick with your own rhymes Shorty you looking so thick Baby come grind on this dick Let me take you back to my hotel Lay you down, fuck you good Till that pussy swell I made myself what I am I turned myself into the man I made this dough in my hand But still you don't understand Don't understand It takes dedication and some discipline Talent, drugs and experience But to be honest, living life, I'm sick of it Even if the money's still coming in Even though people still bump my shit Fuck the world death sounding luxurious Look in my eyes If you don't think I'm serious that's why Two slit wrists with a scythe Too fucked up, had to leave this life Two slit wrists with a scythe Too fucked up, had to leave this life Two slit wrists with a scythe Too fucked up, had to leave this life Two slit wrists with a scythe Too fucked up, had to leave this life