Fiend
No mercy for a bitch
Watch your life come spiraling down
Turn to the drugs
They're your only way out
Look into they eyes of a bastard son
What man puts the crank
Over his own flesh and blood
What's the point
Yeah, I hope it hurts
You made the choices that you made
And it left you broken down in the dirt
Take a hit
Say a fucking prayer
It won't save you from death
If I ever catch your ass here
You'll never set eyes on me
You won't see me coming
Til you're dead in the fuckin street bitch
Wasted life
Too fucked up to see
You're the reason that the
Blood we share will never
Mean a thing to me
There will be no fucking reprieve
No one's gonna mourn you
Nobodies gonna grieve
I'll make sure that it reads
On your headstone
"Here lies the father
That forsook his only son"
All the death threats you sent
Tormenting my mother to the end of her wits
Fuck a thing you say
You're nothing but a
Stain
No respect
No remorse
All that's in me is hate
Not a father
Just a fiend
I hope your dealer saves me all the hassle
Cuts your next batch
Leave you OD'ing in a crack house
Motherfucker you have made your own bed
Leave you bleeding in the street when I
Cut off your head
Fiend
Watch your life come spiraling down
Turn to the drugs
They're your only way out
Look into they eyes of a bastard son
What man puts the crank
Over his own flesh and blood
What's the point
Yeah, I hope it hurts
You made the choices that you made
And it left you broken down in the dirt
Take a hit
Say a fucking prayer
It won't save you from death
If I ever catch your ass here
You'll never set eyes on me
You won't see me coming
Til you're dead in the fuckin street bitch
Wasted life
Too fucked up to see
You're the reason that the
Blood we share will never
Mean a thing to me
There will be no fucking reprieve
No one's gonna mourn you
Nobodies gonna grieve
I'll make sure that it reads
On your headstone
"Here lies the father
That forsook his only son"
All the death threats you sent
Tormenting my mother to the end of her wits
Fuck a thing you say
You're nothing but a
Stain
No respect
No remorse
All that's in me is hate
Not a father
Just a fiend
I hope your dealer saves me all the hassle
Cuts your next batch
Leave you OD'ing in a crack house
Motherfucker you have made your own bed
Leave you bleeding in the street when I
Cut off your head
Fiend
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Writer(s): Keir Gist, David Styles, Jaheim Hoagland, Thomas Bell, William Hart, Balewa Muhmmad
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