I want your misery, I want you to be what I hate in me, I wanna make you twist your mind, so you can be JUST LIKE ME! That life you try to hide, You
Übersetzung: Strung Out. Just Like Me.
I want your misery I want you to be what I hate in me I make you twist your mind so you can be just like me you got a lot that you try to hide you need
Dad ridin the funk And it sho' sound good COMIN OUT YO' TRUNK Watch me as I pump like a fist in a fight and get you all strung like a FIEND on a crackpipe
these streets get a piece I know you feel me cause you too near me not to hear me So why don't you help a ni**a out?Sayin you cuttin welfare That got
the streets. And then the on other one that ever showed me love Was my dope fiend uncle strung out on drugs a striaght thug. Just me, my mama out here
way before Walk in the bathroom and I take a deep breath Look in the mirror and it scares me to death Look like a junkie that`s been strung out on meth
that I see There ain't no way that I Can't be close to you You're in my hopes and my dreams You're like my everything I don't if I'm too strung out for
name it Been smoking for a couple years and got no plan to change it At 21 I started puffing just in moderation Now I smoke like I'm Jamaican it's a daily
love And learn your wicked ways You're so bad, it feels good There's so much i never understood Oh mama take a look at me now I'm hung up, strung out
dick in her mouth [Devin the Dude:] Then I, take it out and wash my dick in the sink Roll me a sweet and fix me a drink Now I'm fresh and clean, I shampoo
conceited of I'm teasing every bum out hung out wit celebrities from every drug house so when you remember me say that I was strung out?(Mickey what
hoping you can keep a secret (For me, for me, for me) Did what you diiiiiiiiid, yeah Oh-oh-oh-oh-OHHH (I can't help, but it was just me,) Oh-oh-oh-oh
And her brain is easy to pick like faulty locks She's awfully hot, asshole burning like tobasco She used to be thick, it's like where the hell her ass
Pretty little Sally sat up by the tree trunk White miniskirt with a Betty Boom bum She had a ass like Deborah Cox, face like Lauryn Waist like a Coke
me So please forgive me, I'm just stingy But how can you blame me [Verse 2:] (Listen) Baby, tell me how you do it 'Cuz you got me so into it I'm gone
do, I see you've met my faithful handyman He's just a little brought down because when you knocked He thought you were the candyman. Don't get strung out
If anyone can hear me slap some sense into me But you turn your head and I end up talking to myself Anxiety has got me strung out and frustrated So I
