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i wake up roll out of bed, im tired and the suns still set
step downstairs, sit in my chair
click the remote and think, whats that smell it stinks
check the fridge the bathroom too, check the front porch look its you
pee you and eww ,what do i do, let you in with a fake grin, or say man you stink dude
your crying and bleeding i have to feel bad, we get in the car to go get your dad
you tell me your story and i understand, i knock on the door there goes my back hand
he fell and hes hurt but we dont help him up, get the gas and light up his truck
bleuuu bleuuu(police sirens) oh F***!
- by Sika Inika |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 03/28/2010 |
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- Title: its life
- Artist: Sika Inika
- Description: a poem
- Date: 03/28/2010
- Tags: life
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