Crutch lyrics

Crutch lyrics

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Send "Crutch" Ringtone to your Cell [Chorus] You are not alone `cause I`m going through this thing with you You don`t have to cry no more If we make it through this pain, promise I`m gon` keep it real with you You don`t have to cry no more [Boondox] I remember bein broke with no record deal [Kalage] Broke with no job [B] Too broke to smoke dope [K] Man, times so hard I wanna take my own life [B] That`s what pain do to you [K] But I`m too broke to even die [B] I couldn`t afford a funeral [K] I`m too broke to spend time [B] Y`all don`t know how it feel I could`ve been a metal welder [K] `Cause I know how to steel (steal) [B] Naw, I ain`t braggin, I`m just keepin it real I was so broke my wet dream was `bout eatin a meal [K] Man I been homeless [B] You ever spent the night in the grass? [K] With ants and mesquitos [B] While they bitin ya ass [K] My best friend got shot nine times for nothin He was all I had, we used to lie and say we was cousins [B] Even momma turned her back on me, wouldn`t look me in my face I`m a disgrace to my folks... [K] `Cause I ain`t graduate? [B] I ain`t have nobody [K] Man, I wish I was dead [B] I was alone so I turned to God and he said [Chorus] [Boondox] As far as I remember, I been in high school ever since elementary Since the fifth I been twistin spliffs and hittin the weed My eyes went through menestration every day in the summer At age six, my piss could crank up a Hummer Had a hooker mom, like Alfred she Hitchcock Bumped dad, `cause when he visit it was like a pit stop I lived knock hard, like Jay-Z, boy ya won Things got harder, at age eighteen, I bought a gun A three-eighty caliber, for street crazy scavengers Tryna take my ??, I`ll turn your hat lavender Sacks of herb in my pocket I smoke eventually Supposed to be sellin `em, but it`s hard to give `em away Livin the day for tomorrow, so on the down-low I used beats and rhymes, why not, look at me now From flippin dimes, playin get like me to get a dollar To ridin on my own twenties in my Impala, I ain`t cryin [Chorus] [Kalage] Well, I been hearin a lotta people say that blood`s thicker than water Well answer this then, which would you swallow? I said that to say, it don`t matter, friend or kin Shawn ain`t my cousin but he here through thick and thin [B] OK, I came up but all the faith folks came down [K] The script flip flopped [B] Now the game changed round Everybody wanna chill now, in my grill now Now my smile ice cold, white gold like whooooooaaaa! [Chorus 4x] Send " Crutch" Ringtone to your Cell Crutch lyrics @ Burbler Lyrics | Crutch lyrics @ ELyrics | Crutch lyrics @ Kovideo | Lyrics and Video @ MusicBabylon | Crutch lyrics @ Songlyrics | Crutch lyrics @ ELyricsWorld

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