Текст песни Rehab f Big Gipp, Cee-Lo - Storm Chaser
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And breathing`s overrated, storm chasing and it`s getting laterI used to lover her now I hate her, she`s a brain raiderFalling in a crater, of lost memoriesI`m so out of hand I don`t even fuck with meI`m goin` trippin`, drunk and slippin`, sleepin` in ditchesSwitchin` prescriptions, bangin` a random hoe and itchin`I don`t give a flyin` faeces, I ain`t one with the human speciesSlappin` the nurse, tryin` to up my C-C`sI fall apart, take all my pain, turn it into artBlowin` up a K-Mart and blame it all on MozartFuck I`m surprised I got a deal, every two hours I take a pillThat`s where I`m at, it`s all surrealI got imaginary friends, an imaginary lifeAn imaginary wife and a real knifeOut of here by next weekendHung over on the dresser with my brain leakin`And I run away from the light of dayI am not okay, my soul`s a miseryI think I`m losin` my mindI`m whacked out, on jack and blacked outTrapped in a crackhour full of d-d-d-d-d-doubtI got guilt to the hilt, I fight tears and fearsBeen out for ten years, hit a big bump off the mirrorFind me at www dot, I came to trouble you dotCome here motherfucker, take your best shotSuicidal, got a lot of demons to fight, I`llProbably sit in a chair and put my mouth around a rifleI feel abused to lose the bluesI`ll bring my booze, I`m in the who`s who`sAnd dope fiends and floozies in the landPreparing for news, these niggaz are never choosyThe morning sun is like a sledgehammer to the foreheadAnd I`m barely hereLook in the mirror everyday and slowly disappearBeen through a million and 67 emotions in my short careerRiddle I fearStaggered out in the street, fall off a cliff, fuck itAnd I run away from the light of dayI am not okay, my soul`s a misery [Cee-Lo]My heartbeat is racin`Even though I`m standin` still I can`t stop storm chasin`I stole a shell casin`So close to overdose the night and day hurts my eyesWishin` my death could be a surpriseMy life should be more than four walls and a floorBut that`s all that is mine, God, give me a signCause I`m tryin` and dyin` at the same timeI`m not hesitatin`, just waitin` [Big Gipp]Heck yeah, comin` with the flurryAnd like the spice up in your throat I get ya chokin` like that currySomethin` bout the police and them lights that get me worriedMade a lap up on that bastard in a hurryFlyin` from the spirits so I got a storyThe dude that taught me how to rap was Ray MurrayIt`s all I can do, still it`s filled with no gloryTop the killer red out at 2:30And I run away from the light of dayI am not okay, my soul`s a misery