Luui - A lyrics

(Verse 1 MILES ) (Quiet voice) What year is this? My life is doomed, I couldn't be more blue if I was in a crip set Slit my wrist just to see red Strippers calling me pathetic and there's s*uts in here t**ng for a big check Respect a b**h sit on my leg, put your clit on my leg You n***as think I'm playing when I say I grab that butcher knife And stash it underneath the mattress I almost had it I was about to stab my dad with it Wishing he got that restraining order (heh) I would have handled it myself Had visions of his body dangling from a belt, he's gasping, hanging I can tell his life is almost over, praying that the pain is overwhelming The excruciating, saying just remain calm for a few more minutes When I'm finished your gonna need a f**ing dentist to identify this n***a When it rains it pours, the windows panes a metaphor For pain the widow fuels her husband slain, my son was young And forced to stay his innocents spend life in prison Villainized, for k**ing someone he's ashamed of sharing the same name with Pain to see him living so he made a victim out the man and victimized his brain for years and terrorized His family stabbed em in his trachea, f** up his ligaments Made him into dirt, blood squirt from his little b**h He made me smile, you could see the twinkle in my eye The blood pouring into a puddle from the sky, what an exquisite way to die (Verse 2 Luui ) My hand and d**h are canvas so he could draw a last breath Hard sketches artist, tracing up a last step Spit it out till the day we talked about in past tense Dark poems carved into my arm so the art bled I've gone to church, I prayed to Christ, just be brave its ok to die They say heavens in the sky... That's a shame I'm afraid of heights Had faith in friends fake and lies don't take much money to change a guy My shaded mind taken life wave and shy say goodbye I was never “love you miss you type” bits and British pimple bite Pissed up way from crystal white stick and stab this chiseled life His wisdom cast and was a gift distant with disfigured life When daddy told me, I should have been a bit of jizz on a tissue wipe I lay and im taken back faded off the basement jazz Fading away awake with my face scraping off the pavement slab I got the f** beaten by mug thieving, drug dealers, myth stories I face the addicts Lift forward when I paste my pattern, a stiff sword I sniff sore I'm king George when I chase the dragon The Vickers vivid vision is a victim of the blind A low life with a crowbar bow tie and some Mozart A 4-5 and a go kart I'm close by when it goes heart So find me a tied rope and fine oak Trail lines of coke a suicide notes With a bag of lies wipe the eyes And Watch this visionary cry An intimate slice What an exquisite way to die