GVLDEN CVFFIN
I collected all the money and now the coffin is my second and last home, Threw many kings from their own thrones, Time is runnin' out, I'm used to workin' alone, I'm used to keeping my phone in silent mode, I got the money, but they dragged me to the ground, Look into my mind, sparks will blind you, In dreams I fall into 'nother world, Lie further, but I see the truth right through, I kill people for gold, I got my reward and saw the result, I got money and fame as I predicted, But in the coffin I ain't have access to the wallet... There was so much money, just like in dreams... Years passed, and time passed by itself minute by minute, hour by hour, and also it went on for years... And where is this money after death?... NOWHERE... MONEY JUST GOES NOWHERE... I'm a lost ghost, The coffin is my second home, But my last house will be in hell, Behind me are several dozen demons, Your life is weak, I will burn it like acid, A few years ago you could see me alone cutting vein, A couple of years ago you could see me losin' consciousness from a loss of blood, Now I'm still cringin' from all the memories in my brain, I made open wounds because they suited, I ain't have access to damn money in the grave, Yeah, huh, When I was on the verge of a nervous breakdown that bitch ran away and I'd to save myself, I wanted to ask that whore, "Why are you so mean?", I destroy all my health with stress, I am hollow and at the moment I don't have the correct face, I'm still sick who's interested in blood and its taste, Cut the bitch from life and the wallet got a lil' less space, I thought that I wouldn't live a day in such a lifestyle, After a glass of wine, I won't be dry soon...
2020-07-06 05:01:28
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