Dead Man’s Hand
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My song goes Oh no I did it again Loaded on Rage I deleted a friend Feeling cheated again, I played a Deadman’s Hand Gave myself a dirty mouth like only Redman can Now it feels like my chest is filled with lead and sand Mixed up with the urge to climb in bed again But Can’t stop for a public pants drop Because that might suggest that I can’t really stop This tiny little problem that I sometimes got Combined with being too dumb to match two socks Plus added to the fact that I match two cocks – The one hanging from my crotch With - where my neck stops Yesssss! My social life is Keystone Kops Only hopped up on crack with better scripted plots So - I’ve grown a heart that would break most rocks To go along with patience that outlasts most clocks – I - Did it again so what can I do? Maybe lost a couple friends but I still got a few – Time’s long since past when I needed a crew Still a long time’s passed and I’m still feeling blue Matta fact – Feeling dumb if you wanted the truth Got hands all thumbs plus two left shoes Puttin’ friends on the run like I bring death too - Default response becoming: Yeah? Fuck You! There’s increasing evidence And more precedents That I’m better off hidden up in my residence - Mad at the world since we changed presidents Been Punishing people for the crime ever since Now its got me saying mean shit that I never meant Feeling drunk and reckless even if I’m not bent - Apologetic emails left unsent - Armor getting so scratched that you can’t see the dents - Aces over eights and then a bullet to the head Like hate to replace all the bullshit that I said And you can’t change the past or at least that’s what I read And it’s what we both thought as we both fel(t)l dead.

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