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WITH A MOUTH FULL OF FIRE
AND A FIST FULL OF FURY
I AIN'T UNDERGROUND
I JUST GOT BURIED ALIVE
NOW MY STYLE IS THE LISTING OF A HIPSTER
RISKY PISTOL HOLD ME DOWN
I CAN'T SIT STILL
AND I BEEN HURTING FOR A WHILE
MEAN FOR SO LONG
NOW WHEN I SMILE
THE SHIT SEEMS SO WRONG
I'M ME WELL BUT MEANWHILE
MISERY LOVES COMPANY AND GOT ME ON SPEED DIAL
I SEE NOW IN THE HANDS OF TIME
YOU'RE JUST SILLY PUTTY
SILLY SELF PITY CELLS
WELL TAKE A GLIMPSE THROUGH HELL WITH ME
HAD DREAMS OF BEING DROWNED BY PRETTY LADIES IN BUBBLE BATHS
CHICKENS CROSSED THE ROPE WITH DEAD BABIES IN DUFFLE BAGS
WHILE I DUG THE DIGGERS WITH GOLD SHOVELS
I KNOW TROUBLE PUSSY'S UP FOR GRABS
IF YOU GIVING UP THE CASH
IT'S DIRTY LAUNDRY
LET'S GO AHEAD AIR IT OUT
I BURNED BRIDGES AND HURT BITCHES I CARE ABOUT
I CAN FEEL THE ANGRY EYES AT THE PARTIES AND SHIT
IT'S ALL AIMLESS COMPLAINING I AIN'T SORRY FOR SHIT
I'M HEARTLESS AND BRAINLESS
WE HAD OUR FUN
I AIN'T FAMOUS
I'M FAMISHED
THE DAMAGE IS DONE
ONE
MY MIND STAY PLAGUED BY RHYMES I CAN'T SAY
BECAUSE I'M AFRAID THEY MAY CHANGE MY RELATIONSHIPS
AND THEY SAY THE PEN IS STRONGER THAN THE SWORD
OR THE FORCE OF A TWELGE GAUGE SHOTTY
TO AVOID ALL THE NOISE I PUT THIS POISON IN MY BODY
IT SOOTHES THE SOUL
BUT ON THE ROAD
LIFE AIN'T NO CRUISE CONTROL
BUT IF I DON'T GRAB HOLD I COULD LOSE CONTROL
SO I'M STUCK BETWEEN A HARD PLACE AND A OLD BOTOR
SO I GOT A HOT HEAD WITH A COLD SHOULDER
WITH A CHIP ON IT
WHAT'S NEXT? I DON'T KNOW
BUT AS I GROW OLDER I JUST GROW COLDER…
AND A FIST FULL OF FURY
I AIN'T UNDERGROUND
I JUST GOT BURIED ALIVE
NOW MY STYLE IS THE LISTING OF A HIPSTER
RISKY PISTOL HOLD ME DOWN
I CAN'T SIT STILL
AND I BEEN HURTING FOR A WHILE
MEAN FOR SO LONG
NOW WHEN I SMILE
THE SHIT SEEMS SO WRONG
I'M ME WELL BUT MEANWHILE
MISERY LOVES COMPANY AND GOT ME ON SPEED DIAL
I SEE NOW IN THE HANDS OF TIME
YOU'RE JUST SILLY PUTTY
SILLY SELF PITY CELLS
WELL TAKE A GLIMPSE THROUGH HELL WITH ME
HAD DREAMS OF BEING DROWNED BY PRETTY LADIES IN BUBBLE BATHS
CHICKENS CROSSED THE ROPE WITH DEAD BABIES IN DUFFLE BAGS
WHILE I DUG THE DIGGERS WITH GOLD SHOVELS
I KNOW TROUBLE PUSSY'S UP FOR GRABS
IF YOU GIVING UP THE CASH
IT'S DIRTY LAUNDRY
LET'S GO AHEAD AIR IT OUT
I BURNED BRIDGES AND HURT BITCHES I CARE ABOUT
I CAN FEEL THE ANGRY EYES AT THE PARTIES AND SHIT
IT'S ALL AIMLESS COMPLAINING I AIN'T SORRY FOR SHIT
I'M HEARTLESS AND BRAINLESS
WE HAD OUR FUN
I AIN'T FAMOUS
I'M FAMISHED
THE DAMAGE IS DONE
ONE
MY MIND STAY PLAGUED BY RHYMES I CAN'T SAY
BECAUSE I'M AFRAID THEY MAY CHANGE MY RELATIONSHIPS
AND THEY SAY THE PEN IS STRONGER THAN THE SWORD
OR THE FORCE OF A TWELGE GAUGE SHOTTY
TO AVOID ALL THE NOISE I PUT THIS POISON IN MY BODY
IT SOOTHES THE SOUL
BUT ON THE ROAD
LIFE AIN'T NO CRUISE CONTROL
BUT IF I DON'T GRAB HOLD I COULD LOSE CONTROL
SO I'M STUCK BETWEEN A HARD PLACE AND A OLD BOTOR
SO I GOT A HOT HEAD WITH A COLD SHOULDER
WITH A CHIP ON IT
WHAT'S NEXT? I DON'T KNOW
BUT AS I GROW OLDER I JUST GROW COLDER…
fergthgvf 
