I've had one too many fuckin bad days I got no friends running in the rat race Took the red pill now I got a headcase Killed the old me and left that body cold case Cut the dead weight got me feeling lighter now No one saved me but I'm feeling better now It's a good day to die and my hands are steady Got the reaper on my line, bitch come and get it I look pretty good being dead inside Couple drugs later and I'm back to life La da da da, setting fire to my limousine I love the smell of gasoline I'm a product of society that used and desecrated me It's taken everything I have to cope The first thing you learn, everybody wants a turn A chance to twist the knife put in your back I've had one too many fuckin bad days I got no friends running in the rat race Took the red pill now I got a headcase Killed the old me and left that body cold case Cut the dead weight got me feeling lighter now No one saved me but I'm feeling better now It's a good day to die and my hands are steady Got the reaper on my line, bitch come and get it Guess who, me bitch Wake up with a gun barrel pressed to your eyelid Ain't nobody has this kind of appetite for inciting violence No one ever see it coming but I did Sick of these pussy-walking, pillow talking bitches eating at my table Fuck out of my line I need mine, bitch I've had one too many fuckin bad days I got no friends running in the rat race Took the red pill now I got a headcase Killed the old me and left that body cold case Cut the dead weight got me feeling lighter now No one saved me but I'm feeling better now It's a good day to die and my hands are steady Got the reaper on my line, bitch come and get itTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
