WICKEDPT3.
• Written by TateBronze
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[Hook]
They say the pain up in my veins, no it’ll never go away
I got these bitches tryna fuck me, I won’t ever feel the same
She say she love me, fuck man, I don’t even know her name
Told her I’m Kurt Cobain, I’ll let that double barrel rang
[Verse 1]
Cause I been told I’m actin' different like this bitch ain’t trippin'
I pop two percs like they were Ritalin like the kids ain’t listen
I cut your name into my chest and it was spellin' wicked
Who laced this weed up in my breath, feel like a super gremlin
Been stared at all my life, they treatin' me like I’m a demon
Go find a Mary Magdalene and fill her with my semen
Put my hands around her throat til she was barely breathin'
Had her clawin' at her chest like her name was General Grievous
[Verse 2]
My cup runneth over with codeine I keep it pourin'
Until like four in the mornin' to help keep away the horrors
Of being born in this mental state I get to come home with
And no I cannot control it so I’ll take out my Corona and pour it
One time for my teachers who would never believe in me
And that’s two times for the preachers who were always deceivin' me
And that’s three times for these bitches who said they’d never be with me
This promethazine has got me trippin' come take a seat with me