Knock a muhf*cker out like I'm Jim Cornette
Knock a muhf*cker out like I'm Jim Cornette
Stuntin' on these bitches but I been corny
But don't ya disregard me, I'll play informant
If them Shawn Wayne boys pull up you'll need some reinforcements
Goddamn... I'm 24 today and it ain't sunk in yet
Drunk and still a nervous wreck
Double check
Up on me every now and then because I'm on the verge of ending it
Get the gist? I'm sick of life but maybe it's the way that I been living it
Living in my own sorrow
Praying to a nonexistent entity I won't be here tomorrow
Jump between just acting hard and being a depressing mess
But putting it on wax the only way to get the pressure off my chest
Stay stressed
I'm a wreck
GET FUCKED UP
STAY FUCKED UP
AIN'T NO USE IN TRYIN LIFE BEEN FUCKED UP
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Knock a muhf*cker out like I'm Jim Cornette
Knock a muhf*cker out like I'm Jim Cornette
Stuntin' on these bitches but I been corny
But don't ya disregard me, I'll play informant
If them Shawn Wayne boys pull up you'll need some reinforcements
Goddamn... I'm 24 today and it ain't sunk in yet
Drunk and still a nervous wreck
Double check
Up on me every now and then because I'm on the verge of ending it
Get the gist? I'm sick of life but maybe it's the way that I been living it
Living in my own sorrow
Praying to a nonexistent entity I won't be here tomorrow
Jump between just acting hard and being a depressing mess
But putting it on wax the only way to get the pressure off my chest
Stay stressed
I'm a wreck
GET FUCKED UP
STAY FUCKED UP
AIN'T NO USE IN TRYIN LIFE BEEN FUCKED UP
Knock a muhf*cker out like I'm Jim Cornette
Stuntin' on these bitches but I been corny
But don't ya disregard me, I'll play informant
If them Shawn Wayne boys pull up you'll need some reinforcements
Goddamn... I'm 24 today and it ain't sunk in yet
Drunk and still a nervous wreck
Double check
Up on me every now and then because I'm on the verge of ending it
Get the gist? I'm sick of life but maybe it's the way that I been living it
Living in my own sorrow
Praying to a nonexistent entity I won't be here tomorrow
Jump between just acting hard and being a depressing mess
But putting it on wax the only way to get the pressure off my chest
Stay stressed
I'm a wreck
GET FUCKED UP
STAY FUCKED UP
AIN'T NO USE IN TRYIN LIFE BEEN FUCKED UP
Writer: Eric Varner
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