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Mr. Blackston

Final Exit

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Weighin` the options of life and deathFantasizin`, goddamn it`d be nice to restA .38 Smith & Wess` up against my fleshA nigga finally feelin` blessed once the trigger`s pressedDeep thoughts about my family, how would they react?Insomniac, left his world like a maniacA self-inflicted gunshot left me stretched outStressed out, so depressed I chose the best routeMy family probably havin` fits cause I called it quitsMy niggas mad cause they probably think it was a bitchThat shoe fits but it`s small like a combinationNo bitch alone can send me to eternal condemnationShit I`m facin`s got me sittin` at the edge of my bedHead achin` cause I`m cryin` as I beg to be deadI can`t wait until this hot slug enters my headFinally for Mark tears are eventually shedDear God, I can`t believe my life has come to thisI soak my arms up in ice tryin` to numb my wristI think about the opportunities I`ve had and blownGot nothin` else to do but think cause I`m that aloneMy hope is gone, went to college but I fucked it upGot kicked out, but my heart told me: suck it up!So I did, spent the next few years in hellI`m losing job after job seein` dreams failSeein` niggas who ain`t shit get the luxuriesNice guys finish last, who gives a fuck for me?Reluctantly put the barrel underneath my chinMy only witness is my best friends, weed and ginThey know my sin cause I talk to `em every nightMy forty ounce is always there when me and God fightI close my eyes tight, ready for the twilightMy life and death is just another ghetto highlightGoodbye life[ CHORUS 2X ]Dear God, do you listen when I cuss you out?Don`t it provoke you to respond to what I`m fussin `bout?Don`t it concern you that I`m losin` my beliefConfusion from massive grief got me on my kneesWhy you refusin` to send relief?I spend most of my lonely existence thinkin`, conversatin`Tellin` the master of creation what I`m contemplatin`Arguin`, sometimes yellin`, tears swellin`Threatenin` to put one in my melon, finally expellin`My tormented soul from this unbearable hell I dwell inSearchin` like Magellan to exit this hole I fell inThis hole I live in, askin` God am I not forgivenFor my crimes in a previous lifeWas I a sinner cursin God in a devious life?Does Jesus Christ hold a grudge against me while others live the easiest life?With no struggles, no stress, no testNever knowin` demons like loneliness, never depressedNever jobless, never on they hands and kneesBeggin` God please cure this poor man`s diseaseWas everything in church just religious fantasiesDestroyed by science findin` ancient man`s debris?If you listenin` God speak to me and answer theseQuestions we been askin` since we covered plants with leavesWhy do good people feel Satan`s wicked embrace?Why are good people sick and displaced?Why are good people forced to live a life that is empty and stressed?While the wicked seem happy and blessedTalk to me, the devil`s tryin` to walk through meWill you respond or will the coroner be forced to put the chalk to me?[ CHORUS ]

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