Euphoria in Hell Lyrics

Hours pass

Snorting glass

I been thinking smoking gas

Fuck my life I'll turn to ash

Fuck yo love I gotta pass

Hours fast

Come in last

Bitch I'm dead I'm gone I passed

Shut the fuck up no one asked

Loaded clip I gotta blast

But now they wanna talk about downfall

Talk bout all the things that I can't save an that I can't solve

What the fucks the point

If I can't get up out the gutter

I can't love her

And they wanna snort an fucking eight ball

Leave me dead in the streets out cold

Thought you was my homie never thought you'd fuckin fold

Sparking up my blunt in the swisher that I rolled

Fuck you fucking pussies it's my soul I fuckin sold

This shit is gettin old and I'm up on the road

And then all of the lies that you mufucking told

An I can't leave the crib with no mufucking gold

And they thinking I'm something I'm not

Laid back smoking pot

Ima Fucking rot

Says a lot

Selling shit out by the pound I pray I don't get caught