[Verse 1: Loki]
These blackened memories, of taking things to extremities
Creeping through crops of indica when I was but knee high
Laying up in the cut with gangsters, black beret's and military attachés and ex GI's
Recollect now, nothing but 80 proof in my canteen, neck to the guillotine
Recollect the shit I seen, reflect upon the life I lead
Leads me to think they gon' bleed me, that's why, my creepy fly or die love'll leave me
They say what don't kill you make you stronger, but the scars run deep and nights is longer when you can't sleep
On One type of niggas in the company I keep, indo smoking, gun stroking
Laced up in straight jackets and laughing, khakis sagging
Round about the crack of my ass, smoke until I'm choking, until my throat gets like broken glass
Drinking till I'm not thinking, feeling like I'm sinking
Heavy handed, such as it is, this gun never weighed so much
This hair trigger to the touch, white knuckled in my grip
This cold chrome to my own dome, and crack and chuckles as I slip, telling my woman "don't trip"
I got this function for self destruction, of which, you can't change Loki for shit
[Chorus: Sicx and (D-Dubb)]
(I got so much trouble on my mind)
(Can't seem to find my place in life)
(Something's telling me that I don't have much time)
(Maybe I can die in my sleep tonight)
(I'm on one)
This entire life of mines got me loccing up off the edge, I don't like to give a fuck
(I'm on one)
Push the button I give up, might as well live up to my name and go to hell
(I'm on one)
My closet demons got me drinking till i blank out, can't stop until i'm tanked out
(I'm on one)
That lost it one to many times, cashing my chips and buy my pine box so my mind rocks
[Verse 2: Sicx]
Let this be my last day on earth, I'm tired of the shit
These niggas got no love, none lost but who can I turn to when the heat gets thick
Look around, no ones found
So this English keeps me at bay from EBK'ing off the hook
Swallow my pride, erase my kids from hoe ass mamas, I'm dead inside
(Let the lead ride)
Give him head, I'm out for lunch, be back at 6
You smiling faces could suck on my bigger than yours could ever be dick
Start the ticker, no hearts swim the river, all you marks is set tripping
But I'm super nigga style off that Mossberg liquor
Now what, done nutted up (up, up)
Than more times from budding up (up, up)
Seems I'm spending up my last days drunk as fuck
It's hard to get up, a nigga needs help
Cured the voices, now I'm seeing objects that move
Only choice is to get On One 'cause after your mind you ain't got nothing to lose
And I'm off that super bomb, kill your mom, redrum
Cough cough, that Luke chapter 8 verse 29, who split my tongue?
Locked in the bathroom 'cause the half moon got my hormones acting up
Over D'ing all week on Prozac and two teaspoons of crack and nut
Let the walls talk for me 'cause I'm fucked
Balls cut off, what the hell, never weathered the storm
Never felt this lost, toss the rest of my life out the door at all costs
Straight washed, can't breath, don't want your rope
Just let me drown in heroin, hoe, don't wanna be found
You'll smell the smoke and the (Stinky scent of my brains on my momma's back porch)
Who would of thought, got caught up in this life or death thang
Fought for every thing I had left but still can't walk
Realistically, zip up the body bag, ain't nobody missing me
Tip the rest of this cup up, nigga, and drink up
[Chorus: Sicx and (D-Dubb)]
(I got so much trouble on my mind)
(Can't seem to find my place in life)
(Something's telling me that I don't have much time)
(Maybe I can die in my sleep tonight)
(I'm on one)
This entire life of mines got me loccing up off the edge, I don't like to give a fuck
(I'm on one)
Push the button I give up, might as well live up to my name and go to hell
(I'm on one)
My closet demons got me drinking till i blank out, can't stop until i'm tanked out
(I'm on one)
That lost it one to many times, cashing my chips and buy my pine box so my mind rocks
