Dead Trees (feat. Buckshot)

Shotgun where my bitch sit
Paralyzed up in my bed
White knuckles on the wheel grip
Ridin all around through dead trees
Ion snort shit I pop shit
Walkin round rocks and robins
Baby, you can’t tell me shit
I need a six of red please
Baby, I need a cigrette please
Baby, I need your love please
Don’t fade away like dead trees

All I ever see is dead trees
And you know that fire walk with me
I'm your friend till the end like chucky
I'm his opp to the end, like freddy
And you know they’ll never clip my wings
And you know
For you I'm so bruised and bloody
Even when your so far away from me
Baby promise me you won’t leave
I swear on the mound I won’t leave
Say you won’t fade away like dead trees
Please don’t fade away like

Dead trees, dead trees
Please don’t fade away like dead trees

Off a headlight eyes widen
Your face falls white l you’re frightened
My mouth dries up, I'm silent
It passes by, don’t fight it
Sunset sunrise sunrisin
I can’t sleep off this vyvanse
I toss and turn just trying
All I wanted was a 1000 meter wingspan
She's doing my drugs judy garland
Crowbar motel, out in Kansas
Smoking painkillers off of foil man
Good dope number three from afghan

She likes me better when I'm half dead

Singing through in my, the holes my head
In between her eyes in my bed
Her skin her bones her spine bends

In the corner of eye to the back of my mind
You got nowhere left to run, and you wish you could to hide
Dying in my room checkin my vital signs
Does your hand still feel familiar in mine