Cursed

I'm cursed
Feeling the worst

Rolling the dice
Drugs and spice
Got red in my eyes
I picked wrong card
Not nice
My heart lay behind the ice
You'll pay that price
And don't boast till you'll take that life
This how I'm feeling right
Don't make me feel it twice

Damn I'm feeling so cursed
Flatline zombie just put me in a hearse
Damn I'm feeling immersed
Feeling my energy
I don't even need to converse
My curse is a gift
Every time I try die
I always just live
Guessing this shit is for me
I do not dunk
I stay shooting in threes

Damn I'm feeling so cursed
Flatline zombie just put me in a hearse
Damn I'm feeling immersed
Feeling my energy
I don't even need to converse
My curse is a gift
Every time I try die
I always just live
Guessing this shit is for me
I do not dunk
I stay shooting in threes

I shoot you through my reticle
Bullet holes in yo chest
Need medical
These rappers are hysterical
Your music trash
Need miracle

I'm on a cord umbilical
I'm on my shit
You been a fool
I'm in this space like liminal
MJ, turn this boy to a criminal
Don't talk shit
Then turn into a ghoul
Big bitch run out da room
Drive away fast like vroom
I know I'm better than you
I bring the smoke to booth
Chimney, I blow out the roof
No kidding, I burn all the proof
I'm winning, don't be so spooked
Just grinning, then I'm gone I go poof

Damn I'm feeling so cursed
Flatline zombie just put me in a hearse
Damn I'm feeling immersed
Feeling my energy
I don't even need to converse
My curse is a gift
Every time I try die
I always just live
Guessing this shit is for me
I do not dunk
I stay shooting in threes

Damn I'm feeling so cursed
Flatline zombie just put me in a hearse
Damn I'm feeling immersed
Feeling my energy
I don't even need to converse
My curse is a gift
Every time I try die
I always just live
Guessing this shit is for me
I do not dunk
I stay shooting in threes



Credits
Writer(s): Tom Varnavicius
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