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Take my hand, let me lead you... outta this hole
cause your going too fast you seem outta control
lives beating you down but dont let it swallow you whole
if you follow the road you'll see tomorrow for sure
but your refusing my help like fuck it i can do it myself
chain smoking drowning in liquor as you ruin your heath
feeling sad, pained and mad you need to loosen your belt
your cruising for hell as we're fallin out your losing your self
i try to pull you back but you just push me away
as i'm calling your phone your scheming and looking away
you talk blasphemous like stress has shooken your faith
your looking suicidal like your too crooked to save
i'm here for you, but you keep acting like your all alone
you forgot me, wasting memories as you stall on the phone
you were a king once but even kings fall off the throne
your pains in bourbon bottles as you part from your home
now im sitting at your precession watching the hearse
i try to stay strong cause your no longer walking the earth
as my tears stain the dirt with your death causing the hurt
how could you be so selfish now life is often a curse
as i watch your family and friends i'm stuck recalling your words

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Take my hand, let me lead you... outta this hole
cause your going too fast you seem outta control
lives beating you down but dont let it swallow you whole
if you follow the road you'll see tomorrow for sure
aiite opener. "tomrrow for sho" woulda sounded cooler/swagga shiit...son
but your refusing my help like fuck it i can do it myself
chain smoking drowning in liquor as you ruin your heathhealth*
feeling sad, pained and mad you need to loosen your belt
your cruising for hell as we're fallin out your losing your self
i try to pull you back but you just push me away
as i'm calling your phone your scheming and looking away
word, i get the impression that it was a chick but ... still, flow was still straight
story so far is pretty narrative with the imagery.

you talk blasphemous like stress has shooken your faith
your looking suicidal like your too crooked to save
i'm here for you, but you keep acting like your all alone
you forgot me, wasting memories as you stall on the phone
you were a king once but even kings fall off the throne
your pains in bourbon bottles as you part from your home
i guess its a dude? the flow here was done lil better

now im sitting at your precession watching the hearse
i try to stay strong cause your no longer walking the earth
as my tears stain the dirt with your death causing the hurt
how could you be so selfish now life is often a curse
as i watch your family and friends i'm stuck recalling your words
sounds like your homeboy took his own life, if thats true that sucks