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Correct Tied To The Whipping Post Lyrics
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“I feel like I'm dying” I sit alone in this four cornered room Houses are graves for the living let this dope spot be my tomb You can have my soul I don't need it where I'm going You can't look me in my face when my scars are showing I can't sweat through these scars I can't feel the wind blow You never get used to not feeling you just know you’re not like them so I feel like every friend I would die for has died for me And I'm left here alone lost walking in the streets And I've seen women deteriorate and men do the same Before I knew it I had changed and I ain't goin back there again Things are moving so fast For what its worth I apologize I've spilled blood on God's earth Father please forgive me I was born in a city where if you wanna be somebody you gotta kill somebody, and claim the body Father please forgive me I was born in a city where if you wanna be somebody you gotta kill somebody, and claim the body “I feel like I’m dying” [Verse: Freddie Gibbs] Half the time I'm high Half an ounce every half a day Smoke half of my mind Ambition and time away Wonder if I'm gonna find my place with God I lay down I pray Daddy was a motherfuckin lie when the nigga said that crime don't pay The police know my fuckin face Just raided tore up my place My bitch stay faded on coke and pills I don't really trust shit she say Can't trust my homies either might kill me for a piece of weight Heard they been checkin my connections I'm gonna have to go see Jose I heard you put them keys away To the side for me, got the pies for me Got a cold young nigga that’ll ride for me I wrap a brick and he dry it for me I gotta get to work he do kitchen work So just cook it up and let it dry for me Gave a bitch a block she just sniffed a lot and its fire for me Gon die for me God damn “I feel like I’m dying” Artistic bravery they say to get it you gotta risk it I risked my life everyday why wouldn't I risk this petty shit? Huh? Don’t make me take aim again I miss my dead friends, but I don't miss men So when my gun raises up Remember mamma couldn’t raise me so you’ll be a dead fuck And pardon it The man with the skin with all the scars in it My soul, my city's hardened it My heart I don't know where it went All I know if there's a war in my head My eyes don't close when I lay in my bed Wish I could give my sister all the strength I posses and let the heroin kill me instead You see my grandmother was murdered My mother used her gun This killing is in my blood its best I don't make a son I'm in the mirror tryin to find my father in my face so I can shoot myself right in that very place “I feel like I’m dying”
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