Exit213ToW28thAve

I can't cope, so I put all my sorrow in the wood
I can't boast if you get it, guess I'm never feeling good
Bought a QP on Franklin Street
Just to stomp the shit in the ground
Lil' boy, why you hanging around
Always got a spliff in the mouth
Always fucked up, I don't know how
Since I seen a dead body on the couch
Ask "How you come back from that shit"
Told 'em "A couple brews and a couple clips"



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Writer(s): Ben Lacey
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