MADAGASCAR lyrics
by ​*67​ (USA)
(AYY!) (YEAH!) (AYY!) (AYY!)
(f*ck!)
Slits on my skin, now I'm dead in a car trunk
Wanted some love, but the b*tch gave me problems
f*ck all the pain I'll be gone in a second
The blade in my hand because I tote a weapon
I'll cut off 'yo sh*t in the street like a dead end
She and I parted at ways like a crossroads
I wanna go home
Tired of cutting, I spark up a blunt
If you talk sh*t like a ball you'll get punt
She hit me up but I just wanna f*ck
I don't want love, and I do not want trust
I'll make you bleed like a b*tch on her period
I pop a Xanax and I feel delirious
Pull up in all black some might say I'm, "Mysterious"
If you run up baby, you will get fist-f*cked
b*tch I shall bleed in my coffin
I'm slitting my wrists while they're sittin' there watchin'
They say they love me but that sh*t's a cap
I don't have friends, got a knife in my back
f*ck life
f*ck life
f*ck life
f*ck life
f*ck life
f*ck life
It's a sh*t night
f*ck life
f*ck life
f*ck life
f*ck life
f*ck life
f*ck life
It's a sh*t night
(f*ck!)