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[Slaine] If this the last song I ever wrote If it were to be the night that these [bad word] murdered me If it were to be a car crash, swervin into a Mercury Burgundy splashed through the glass when sirens circle me I will be viewed as violent certainly [bad word] addled so maybe I've only written the worst of me Maybe by me even writin these words I'm temptin the fates [bad word] from the heart, sent from a place I couldn't find in my mind I was blind I was lost In a time warp with a mind warped from a sick scene on a sidewalk, full of suicide thoughts Full of false dreams and hopes that you and I bought like dope so we had to find things to cope Ended up covered in dirt not washed with soap We ended up learnin all about the cost of coke by the rope And seen some good folks lost from dope I can't begin to begin, I'm just horrified You hear me pennin this thing, you think it's glorified I just hear the pendulum swing again and again The same song, broken dreams and dead friends I been where I been now I stand where I am as a man with a mic in his hand and God [bad word] Back holdin the crack, planet that's covered with monkeys as I walk through the halls of recoverin junkies [bad word] Everlast] If this was the last song that I ever wrote I'd tell you to grab it by the throat If this is the last song, I ever write I'll tell you to stand back up and fight Live yo' life, give yo' life Stand up and fight young man Live your life, give your life Stand up and fight young man [Slaine] If these the last words I ever spoke, would you listen closer? Would you close your eyes, envision what I'm supposed to be just a ghost of my boys that overdosed on [bad word] up poison, [bad word] with the noise of the ocean Way before Affleck or Coka Nostra Before I had a cashed check or a poster Rode sofa to sofa, clutchin on the old toaster Writin on spray paper, grey days of cold culture Devil got an ulcer with a habit to match it In a bad temper so I'm grabbin a ratchet Just to go along with it my stakes are high Tell the people this is the way that I say goodbye To my baby boy Terrence, parents so opposite Just as smart as momma is, fiery as poppa gets Just one thing little man you cannot forget If your will is real nobody else can stop the [bad word] [bad word] I'm livin proof, take a look and figure it Grew up in a paradox and rather not forgive the [bad word] But I had to box out this box and I live with it Boxed out of detox, they said I'm on some wicked [bad word] Hated, they were racist so I was facin bigger [bad word] Seen too many homies die just tryin to dig a ditch I philosophize all my life burnin cigarettes I became smarter but y'all returned to ignorant [bad word]