Failure, Man

Slept with the boss's
Wife last night
He walked in
Had a terrible fright
Pulled out a knife
Tried to take my life
I jumped out the window
Got outta sight

Imma failure man
Gun in my hands
Got no plans
Imma failure man

Shoes on my feet
I ran down the street
Only to find him
Waiting for me
He was holding a gun
I had nowhere to run
So I took and blasted
His day light sun

Imma failure man
Gun in my hands
Got no plans
Imma failure, man
Failure man
Gun in my hands
Got no plans
Imma failure, man

When he hit the floor
He moved no more
I knew all the shit
That I was in for
Headed down south
Without a doubt
I see cop lights
My times run out

Imma failure, man



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Writer(s): Angel Of Discord
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