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Sold Out
lyrics
I'm convinced i'm in hell.. The Government is trying to kill us with chemtrails. So many mother fuckas i know get jailed, get bailed, and then fail. Shit- (I) hope one day I get to watch this ship sail, have kids and live well, but until then, I'm not having children in Midvale, just to give you some intel quick. Each day passes I'm taking notes, all day I'm trying to find a way to stay afloat. I couldn't pull my own weight cause i'd break the rope. so raise your hand and lets take a vote. How many people getting sick of the politricks? don't you think It's astonishing? All the people following Obama swallowing a whole bottle of Kolonopin, hoping it will help them with the sorrow then.. Uncle sam is a fucking fly, looking at us like a mushy pile of shit. i gotta run this mile with a big smile or just sit down and quit..
'Cause i know what i nkow and i know that i don't want to grow into no bitch. So i just gotta do this on my own.. but i won't forget. all the cold nights at home i've spent in hopelessness strokin' my dick. Most won't admit what it is, but i'm cultivating my old soul's content. Tho it's not my sole intent 'cause a lot of people think I'm a horrible prick. And they might be right but at least you don't see no side that i won't admit.
I don't owe you shit Mr. Government, just to get the record strait.. more work and less complaints.. forward progression lays. Gore d'oeurvres was yesterday, Phil Mag EP and yes Goremay. Let's portray the best for today and be a motivation for the rest to change. Cause life is short, and art is long. so let's live our daily lives like it's part of a song. Only up from here, OG, roll me up a square. Pour me up a beer, homie, pull me up a chair.
credits
from GOREGANIC,
released February 14, 2015
Produced by Real Talk Inc.