Went to Rehab and All I Got Was This Lousy T-Shirt Lyrics Download – $UICIDEBOY$
Went to Rehab and All I Got Was This Lousy T-Shirt Lyrics Download - $UICIDEBOY$ LRC Format
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[by:Jun]
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[00:00.42](You did good, $lick)
[00:15.48]Ay, ay
[00:17.37]Glock is tucked but the chopper ain't
[00:18.65]And I'm aiming for the horizon
[00:20.27]Fully automatic
[00:21.52]Scope this damaged, so I plan on everyone dying (Kill 'em all!)
[00:24.17]Power residue on my license
[00:26.50]Mixed the cocaine with some ricin
[00:27.06]Tears of blood, roll down my cheek
[00:28.96]And I can feel my lips start widening (He he he he)
[00:31.23]Now the whole sky's full of lightning (Oh)
[00:33.14]Now all of the vultures arriving (Oh)
[00:35.00]To pick at the bones on the highway (Oh)
[00:36.88]Cover my face up in white paint (Oh)
[00:38.44]I need to hide, the law passing by
[00:40.10]Police sirens give me a migraine (Oh)
[00:42.44]Bingе drinking only to strip up a purge
[00:44.50]Yeah, I guess you can call mе a lightweight (Oh)
[00:48.52]Hellcat trucks with the Forgiato's
[00:50.17]I got fully-autos on the nightstand
[00:51.65]Got a black coat
[00:52.46]With a TP9 Swiss Uzi B&T the Taliban
[00:55.12]These heavy hollows, turn 'em Sleepy Hollow
[00:56.95]No time for sorrow, I'm the black lamb (Baa)
[00:59.13]From the badlands, out to Japan
[01:00.62]Hear it strike lightning when this backhand land damn
[01:03.20]I be that half-man demi-god
[01:04.91]That's why they call me Zeus
[01:06.21]Mount Olympus couldn't handle us
[01:07.51]So I'm down with Hades pouring bigger juice
[01:09.32]Got a hundred troops, we all takin sips (Woah)
[01:11.43]Drop the coupe top, let the chopper spit
[01:13.60]When you ten toes, ain't no taking shifts (Woah)
[01:14.69]I'ma spin the globe 'til there's nothing left
[01:20.28]AR choppa hanging like a jury
[01:21.86]Brad Pitt in the tank, fury
[01:23.61]Pull up tweaking off a lotta med
[01:25.23]Glock17 shooting prematurely (Yeah, yeah)
[01:27.64]I was pushing tar up in a hoodie
[01:28.97]I been who them boys wanted to be
[01:30.90]I'm who you avoid as a juvie
[01:32.39]20 kicking doors up in Goodbee, yeah
[01:34.40]Grey be the flag
[01:35.59]My diamonds they brag
[01:36.36]I hop in that big body like I do drag
[01:37.95]Cancel me please, I rather be banned
[01:39.80]Fuck all this rapping, I rather go scam
[01:41.69]I rather get high, I rather go die
[01:43.43]I rather just run and not even try
[01:45.00]Revenge of my drake, pain in my eyes
[01:46.87]Nailed to the cross, burn me alive (Wetto!)
[01:49.59]RCLYRICSBAND.COM
[00:15.48]Ay, ay
[00:17.37]Glock is tucked but the chopper ain't
[00:18.65]And I'm aiming for the horizon
[00:20.27]Fully automatic
[00:21.52]Scope this damaged, so I plan on everyone dying (Kill 'em all!)
[00:24.17]Power residue on my license
[00:26.50]Mixed the cocaine with some ricin
[00:27.06]Tears of blood, roll down my cheek
[00:28.96]And I can feel my lips start widening (He he he he)
[00:31.23]Now the whole sky's full of lightning (Oh)
[00:33.14]Now all of the vultures arriving (Oh)
[00:35.00]To pick at the bones on the highway (Oh)
[00:36.88]Cover my face up in white paint (Oh)
[00:38.44]I need to hide, the law passing by
[00:40.10]Police sirens give me a migraine (Oh)
[00:42.44]Bingе drinking only to strip up a purge
[00:44.50]Yeah, I guess you can call mе a lightweight (Oh)
[00:48.52]Hellcat trucks with the Forgiato's
[00:50.17]I got fully-autos on the nightstand
[00:51.65]Got a black coat
[00:52.46]With a TP9 Swiss Uzi B&T the Taliban
[00:55.12]These heavy hollows, turn 'em Sleepy Hollow
[00:56.95]No time for sorrow, I'm the black lamb (Baa)
[00:59.13]From the badlands, out to Japan
[01:00.62]Hear it strike lightning when this backhand land damn
[01:03.20]I be that half-man demi-god
[01:04.91]That's why they call me Zeus
[01:06.21]Mount Olympus couldn't handle us
[01:07.51]So I'm down with Hades pouring bigger juice
[01:09.32]Got a hundred troops, we all takin sips (Woah)
[01:11.43]Drop the coupe top, let the chopper spit
[01:13.60]When you ten toes, ain't no taking shifts (Woah)
[01:14.69]I'ma spin the globe 'til there's nothing left
[01:20.28]AR choppa hanging like a jury
[01:21.86]Brad Pitt in the tank, fury
[01:23.61]Pull up tweaking off a lotta med
[01:25.23]Glock17 shooting prematurely (Yeah, yeah)
[01:27.64]I was pushing tar up in a hoodie
[01:28.97]I been who them boys wanted to be
[01:30.90]I'm who you avoid as a juvie
[01:32.39]20 kicking doors up in Goodbee, yeah
[01:34.40]Grey be the flag
[01:35.59]My diamonds they brag
[01:36.36]I hop in that big body like I do drag
[01:37.95]Cancel me please, I rather be banned
[01:39.80]Fuck all this rapping, I rather go scam
[01:41.69]I rather get high, I rather go die
[01:43.43]I rather just run and not even try
[01:45.00]Revenge of my drake, pain in my eyes
[01:46.87]Nailed to the cross, burn me alive (Wetto!)
[01:49.59]RCLYRICSBAND.COM
