I got two bitches my life,
An ipod mind to you walkman guys
Cause i feed you well. every sneaker, hell
On all the most depressing shit, oh well
That hot ham and you not damn, depressing statement
Go on, suck it up; but hurry, i got nuts to bust
All because i heard that he was talkin' to danielle
I live in god's waiting room, depressing as hell
Chorus: ? life, life, life.. life is a pain.
I'm that extreme, so haters complain
Didn't expect her to dart steadily into depressing darkness
Are you afraid of a thug? and have you ever made love
My moschino that fire, bet you never seen that
Just give her back. or life, life, life expect attack.
That's the depressing compromise
Then put it into sex drive
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