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All I wanted was some answers
Call my phone I don't even answer
Choking on my words like I got lung cancer
Dancing with the dead you're my necromancer
All I wanted was some answers
Call my phone I don't even answer
Choking on my words like I got lung cancer
Dancing with the dead you're my necromancer

Kablam swerve when my words slur
I don't shit stir but you bitch's hips stir on my dick
Shooting my shot Mac 10 with a extendo clip
Automatic switch
Red beam leave your body in the ditch
Squatch be poppin it and lock-in it down
Derringer double pop and you're in the ground
No shell casings no spare rounds
Never knowing what's going on in this stanktown

All I wanted was some answers
Call my phone I don't even answer
Choking on my words like I got lung cancer
Dancing with the dead you're my necromancer
All I wanted was some answers
Call my phone I don't even answer
Choking on my words like I got lung cancer
Dancing with the dead you're my necromancer

I'm just tryna get by
Don't know if these pills make me feel fine
As I pass through the great divide
Damned soul fates are full of lies
Sick of fakes telling me I'll be alright
Tonight I fly and crash land like 911
Takeso much medication when I see pills takem by the sevens
Got your bitch in your whip the same one she gave me head in
Best believe I wrectked that shit
But I forgot im on a sedative

All I wanted was some answers
Call my phone I don't even answer
Choking on my words like I got lung cancer
Dancing with the dead you're my necromancer
All I wanted was some answers
Call my phone I don't even answer
Choking on my words like I got lung cancer
Dancing with the dead you're my necromancer



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Writer(s): Alexander Kennedy
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