Andre Mez - DOA Lyrics

If I'm the shit, that means pretty soon I'll be killing shit
Ain't shit sweet, just salt from the tear gland
Tired of faking what they be calling real man
Go ahead, run that facade
When the rope around the neck, don't act surprised
Most part, I'm dead inside
Gold heart, pray to survive
But at the same time, I was born with a tombstone
Here lies Andre Mez on the news roll
Now they saying I was too young
And they missing all the good old
Days when my brain wasn't on a short circuit
When I could be left alone and not hurting
See what they don't understand
Been a problem for eleven years, since a little man
Third grade, suicide seem feasible
Looking back, it might've been unreasonable
But f*ck it, I was feeling how I felt
I was tying up a knot tryna hang from a belt
Thank god I was never raised Cub Scout
Role models more so pulling snubs out
Death or jail sounded like a f*cking joy ride
Looking back, I kinda wish that little boy died
Grew past it, only suffered more pain
But I feel I had it coming, no poor thing
85 percent of smiles I was forcing
Back of my mind wishing I was an abortion
Shitty mind state bestowed upon a young child
Now I'm stuck with the devils tryna force out
My life is finding my issues a proper way to rhyme
I'm tryna air em out before I run up out of time
DOA
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This might be the last time that you see Andre
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This might be the last time that you see Andre
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This might be the last time that you see Andre
Problems be hereditary, you can't tell me shit hoe
Everywhere I look, people miserable
Tell me just smile motherf*cker, not quite
Breathe a little right before I end my life
Rock bottom the new spot
Three bullets, deuce deuce the new cop
Never thought that I would make a suicide plan
Swore that I would be irrational and die right there
16, saw that wasn't nothing gon change
So I made a blueprint where I ain't have to blow brains
Go to the doctor with mental problems
And they give me pills hoping they will solve em
And I kill myself on a so-called OD
Put the car in park and let the hammer go free
Bye-bye Andre, bye-bye heartbreak
Bye to the pain regardless what the glass shards say
I wonder, how it'd be now
If my body was laying underneath ground
Everybody say I got a lot to live for
It ain't you then you'll never really be sure
Scheming on my casket, smiling at you bastards
Hits too deep, learned how to mask it
F*ck it, mask off when the track play
You would think that every day for me a bad day
And that ain't too far off
Winter time, keep warm with a sawed-off
Still the same kid, no dollar, just dreams
Pointing fake guns in the mirror armed with a beam
PSA for the ones who feel the same
When I'm gone, please do not replicate
Joking bout my death like there's no time left
Reality will strike the pavement when I take that step
DOA
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This gon be the last time that you see Andre
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This gon be the last time that you see Andre
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This gon be the last time that you see Andre
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This gon be the last time that you see Andre