Paroles:
Hit Or Miss You Re Better Off

about my life So how could I get by without you making me right? {Chorus} Let go, she's gone forever, a total nightmare You know you're better off this

on Saturday night they go from house to house You don't have to pay the usual admission If you're a cook, a waiter or a good musician So if you happen

where you rest, I'll make a mess The holla tips'll hit ya chest, you cough up blood to EMS Come pick you up, You know you fucked When you get on a stretcher

he spits hazardous with it Like a disastrous blizzard so you better listen quick fast don't miss it Yeah go ahead little prick bastard, diss it But when you get hit

got you when I need to pop you'll let loose. And you don't wanna see a thugsta hit with a Grey Goose. Or we could buy the bar. Just stay cool and we good

it on my grave See you at the crossroads, crossroads, crossroads (So you won't be lonely) See you at the crossroads, crossroads, crossroads (So you won't be lonely) See you

Where no one really knows you, and no one supposed you The nightlife ? the dark side of my soul Where if somebody crossed you, kill 'em up off you! The

you" with a capital I Look who's back to antagonize You don't like it? You can eat shit, fuck off little faggot and die You right back like a maggot

know how you jealous ones envy I shoulda knew better from the first few letters you sent me The first two letters you were tellin' me shit Like you respect