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whenidie by MercerMars
- Yeah, okay
- Uh, when I die, bitch, they'll be celebratin'
- Too much on my mind, my heartbeat elevated
- And these hoes, they wonder why I wanna die, they'll celebrate it
- Black Black Parade shit, ayy, I can name it
- Yeah, okay
- Uh, when I die, bitch, they'll be celebratin'
- Too much on my mind, my heartbeat elevated
- And these hoes, they wonder why I wanna die, they'll celebrate it
- Black Black Parade shit, ayy, I can name it
- Like, why is you fakin'? Bitches on me, but my eyes vacant
- I can barely breathe, my home ain't the safest
- Got hoes next to me, some of 'em on hiatus
- They fuckin' on me, yeah, I'm tryna get my payment
- And these hoes, they just wanna be famous
- Fuck niggas in my face, baby, face it
- You know I'm the king of this, so shameless
- She said, "Fuck you and your shit" that's heinous
- Ayy, ayy, I build furniture like I'm Mr. Crayfish
- I don't give a fuck, no friendship bracelets
- I burn hoes, tables turn, hoe, you hoes be faceless
- You hoes be nameless, me? I'm worldwide acclaimed, bitch
- You be false claiming, like, do you claim it?
- Is you with the gang shit, or is you fakin'?
- Like, I'm with my gang, bitch, doin' gang shit
- And this motherfucker think my watch isn't stainless
- Fuck this nigga up, he a racist, ayy
- You gon' get fucked up on a daily basis, ayy
- And if I die, they'll be celebratin', ayy
- I could care less, bitch, you are not the bravest, ayy
- Go 'head, go and celebrate it (go, go)
- Niggas, they fake, yeah, they're the fakest (go, go)
- Know bitches hate, yeah, they hate this (go, go)
- I don't know if these hoes'll be changin' (like, go, go)
- Ayy ayy, the clouds look greyish, ooh
- I just fucked your bitch, she is a sadist
- What are these hoes on? They fuckin' brainless
- Leave a niga brainless, and display it
- Yeah, celebrate it, hoe, ooh, ooh, you on the waitlist
- Like, go go go, bitch, I'm A List
- Let 'em know, know, know, you livin' gated
- Fucking on your hoe oe oe, you overweight, bitch
- Had to let her go, go, go, I'm tired of waitin'
- 'Cause bitch I done waited, I waited, and waited
- And you didn't come, I was so damn patient
- So fuck outta my face bitch, fuck outta my face quick
- An Eater, I need her, I cannot separate shit
- Fiction from reality, I can't fuckin' take it
- Death is what they'll be celebratin'
- When I die, when I die, they'll celebrate quick
- Woah oh oh oh, I'm not in reality, I feel weightless
- Niggas, they always mad at me 'cause of my creations
- I create shit, I create it, bitch, I'm the greatest
- Of all time, I'm the GOAT, better go rate it
- 5 star ratings, hoe, we're 5 star rated
- Now niggas they faking, I fucked with a snake bitch
- She was a rat hoe, she didn't make it
- I fucked a bad hoe, the money I was makin'
- Them bitches get mad though, you hoes be mad slow, I said what I say, bitch
- Now these niggas act like I'm the one who was fakin'
- Like, why you playing? We don't play, bitch
- I'm sorry, nigga, I had to go and betray him
- And I try to make it painless, painless
- Like, why the fuck you so impatient, patient?
- Ayy ayy ayy, did it for the nation, really no replacements
- Ventin' my frustration, did it all for Mason
- This shit be adjacent with the demons I'm facin'
- You niggas be feds, yeah, y'all niggas be agents
- FBI agents, bitch, I did the equation
- Took my ass to the station, I didn't even say shit
- So they done tried to torture me, felt the sensations
- And I didn't give a fuck, no, I got your location
- I'm drivin' over, bitch, go 'head, release your statement
- Press charges all you want, doesn't fix the situation
- You was naming me in your conversations
- You gotta stop that shit, you're miseducated
- Baby, stop that shit, for your information
- Made her head fly like a comet, didn't take my medication
- Might just fuckin' vomit, I need so much damn inspiration
- Her eyes be brown like chocolate, she give me motivation
- Now my bed is vacant, and she's on vacation
- And now my heart be racin', yeah boy, that's dedication
- Her lies were so blatant, got Glocks in the basement
- We done shot at Jason, his ass dead, self medicated
- Hit him with no hesitation 'cause we're so damn impatient
- Niggas, time you're wasting, leave my mama pacin'
- Got blood on the pavement, shot at a racist, I was gracious
- And what you did was so damn heinous
- Had to kill ya, yeah, uh, sent your ass to outpatient
- And all these dreams as a kid I was chasin'
- Have finally came true, hoe, I'm elated (elated, uh uh)
- You hoes act so flagrant (flagrant, nigga)
- We up in space, bitch!
- Yeah, okay
- Uh, when I die, bitch, they'll be celebratin'
- Too much on my mind, my heartbeat elevated
- And these hoes, they wonder why I wanna die, they'll celebrate it
- Black Black Parade shit, ayy, I can name it
- Takin' pills, then I go and throw it up
- All these spots me and you was blowin' up
- Had the bomb now we gon' go blow it up
- And my money, hoe, it's always gon' be going up
- They on my ass 'cause I'm never showin' up
- They want me bad, got them throwin' up
- Hoes be nervous, they be choking up (they chokin' up, ayy)
- We gon' go and roll it up, we be soakin' up
- In the fuckin' sun, none of these hoes be growin' up
- But me? Hoe, I'm grown as fuck, grown grown as fuck
- Niggas, fuck what they showing us
- They know that they know it's us, know know it's us
- Fuck them other hoes, we cold as fuck, cold as fuck
- Uh uh, now my phone, it be blowin' up
- Stop texting me, hoe, it's merely slowin' us
- Ending your misery, mama ask me, "How is you holdin' up?"
- Baby, you know our history, is you fast enough, is you slow enough?
- Niggas slow as fuck, they slowin' up, I'm knowing 'nough
- Mama said, "You know you're tough, put hoes in dust
- They know it's you, they know what's up
- They know the truth, so blow 'em up
- You know it's true, boy, show 'em love, uh"
- And we gon' be showing love, love
- These bitches fake, they be showin' some, show showin' some
- Of they guns, we don't give a fuck, they said, "Notice us, no notice us!"
- Money on me, bitch, we're growing numb
- And they think we're so so dumb, we're not so dumb
- These niggas they wanna go blow us up
- Just got my dough all up, we unloadin' tons
- Bullets at these hoes, woah oh, got 'em woken up
- Ayy ayy, bullets in your chest, starin' at the glowing sun
- It was only you, babe, I could never open up
- All I got is broken love, my heart, it's opened up
- So take it, them hoes, they've broken up
- We pick 'em off one by one, we smoke 'em up
- Ayy, what she really want? Now she's approachin' us
- She called my mom a cunt, had to show some love
- Nigga, what the fuck? You don't know what's up
- Yeah, okay
- Uh, when I die, bitch, they'll be celebratin'
- Too much on my mind, my heartbeat elevated
- And these hoes, they wonder why I wanna die, they'll celebrate it
- Black Black Parade shit, ayy, I can name it
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