Good-Bye
Yeah, it was nice knowin yous all
You won't be seeing me no more
Yo, I'm gone
Outta reach and I feel like I'm gone now,
I never had a clue about the right or wrong route
I fucked up but I found the success
How the fuck I do that and still be down in a mess
I'm into skitzin when I'm outta drugs, the evil inside
I'm knowing why the fuck my misses couldn't be by my side
I tuck a knife on my dacks, no one knows that it's there
Sometimes I rub it on my leg so that I know and I swear
This the paranoid street life I'm stuck in the old route
You faggots still had the high to say that I sold out
Just cause these people know me doesn't mean that I've changed
It means that I done something different and they knowin' the name
Sometimes I really wanna get away and never come back
And just run away for good and turn my back on the rap
Then I'm back on the track, and ain't nobody got an answer
They said I was the sickest cause the rappin' is my cancer
I'm not knowin' who to trust and I'm walkin
I turn my back on my life its important
That you never see me smile again
I throw away the pen again I'm guessing this is the end, I'm gone
See I gave my life to rap and it gave some cash back
Can I leave it, thats that, cause my mind is a smashed lab
Experiment that went wrong they wanna know my best song
I'm so fucking known but still feel like that I get slept on
Life is like I stepped on a landmine and leapt wrong
Then rolled into another one and now my fucking legs gone
Why they crazy viewing it, I summed it up real
I wish I had some kinda button that would help how I feel
They would never give me props cause I'm reppin the street
You don't know what I've popped just to get me to sleep
It's like a never ending cycle, and it's feeling kinda vital
Now they treat me like an idol but I'm cruising with a rifle
And its pointin' at my head as I'm staring down the barrel
Fuck a one minute round, yeah this is what a battle
And I thank you that your listening but yo I gotta jet quick
About to lose my mind, I guess my life has got too hectic
Tell me will you be there when I really need you I'm,
Feeling like I need a break, but feeling like you need me I,
Never felt this way but I,
Think this is my good-bye,
Good-night, good-bye, good-life, good-bye
Good-bye, good-bye
Make sure I get them visits man (Thanks for your support)
Put some money on the jail account (Amazing man)
You won't see Kerser no more (Fuck I don't want letters, I wanna actually see ya)
I've had it with this shit, I surrender
I'm going
We out, for good this time
Fuck it
And I feel like I'm gone, now
"Good-Bye" lyrics provided for educational purposes and personal use only.
You won't be seeing me no more
Yo, I'm gone
Outta reach and I feel like I'm gone now,
I never had a clue about the right or wrong route
I fucked up but I found the success
How the fuck I do that and still be down in a mess
I'm into skitzin when I'm outta drugs, the evil inside
I'm knowing why the fuck my misses couldn't be by my side
I tuck a knife on my dacks, no one knows that it's there
Sometimes I rub it on my leg so that I know and I swear
This the paranoid street life I'm stuck in the old route
You faggots still had the high to say that I sold out
Just cause these people know me doesn't mean that I've changed
It means that I done something different and they knowin' the name
Sometimes I really wanna get away and never come back
And just run away for good and turn my back on the rap
Then I'm back on the track, and ain't nobody got an answer
They said I was the sickest cause the rappin' is my cancer
I'm not knowin' who to trust and I'm walkin
I turn my back on my life its important
That you never see me smile again
I throw away the pen again I'm guessing this is the end, I'm gone
See I gave my life to rap and it gave some cash back
Can I leave it, thats that, cause my mind is a smashed lab
Experiment that went wrong they wanna know my best song
I'm so fucking known but still feel like that I get slept on
Life is like I stepped on a landmine and leapt wrong
Then rolled into another one and now my fucking legs gone
Why they crazy viewing it, I summed it up real
I wish I had some kinda button that would help how I feel
They would never give me props cause I'm reppin the street
You don't know what I've popped just to get me to sleep
It's like a never ending cycle, and it's feeling kinda vital
Now they treat me like an idol but I'm cruising with a rifle
And its pointin' at my head as I'm staring down the barrel
Fuck a one minute round, yeah this is what a battle
And I thank you that your listening but yo I gotta jet quick
About to lose my mind, I guess my life has got too hectic
Tell me will you be there when I really need you I'm,
Feeling like I need a break, but feeling like you need me I,
Never felt this way but I,
Think this is my good-bye,
Good-night, good-bye, good-life, good-bye
Good-bye, good-bye
Make sure I get them visits man (Thanks for your support)
Put some money on the jail account (Amazing man)
You won't see Kerser no more (Fuck I don't want letters, I wanna actually see ya)
I've had it with this shit, I surrender
I'm going
We out, for good this time
Fuck it
And I feel like I'm gone, now
"Good-Bye" lyrics provided for educational purposes and personal use only.
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Writer(s): Scott Froml, Ben Nathan Hopkinson
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