Tragedy (Ft King Gordy)
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[Intro: King Gordy]
Shall we take trip to the midwest?
A corn field somewhere in Wisconsin, lies children...
King Gordy...
Dark Half...
And this is what we think about....
[Verse 1: Insane D]
He was born the black sheep of the family
Haunted by misery so his life's a tragedy
Is it hereditary, he's cursed with this sanity?
I think he'd be happy if he seen a cemetery
It's gettin scary when he talks about killin himself
He acts like he's playin but I think he needs help
He says we'll never understand the pain he felt
And he'll trade anyone the cards he was dealt
He grabs the razor that he left on the shelf
Takes it to his wrist and starts cuttin himself
Never does he think about the people he hurts
He only thinks about that last ride in the hearse
What could be worse than all this tragedy?
What could be worse than the life god handed me?
It's a pity how shitty he feels inside
As he lays down to sleep he hopes he dies
[Hook: Geno]
He screams please just leave me be
Because my whole life's tragedy
You know it's hard to try sometimes
I act like I'm alright, in the end I'm not fine
[Verse 2: Geno]
He was born in a pitch black room
No hope for his life, and he soon was consumed
His mom and dad never cared, why should he?
He often looked to the sky and asked god please
Can you just help me free myself from this cage I'm living in?
I'm feelin like I'm a slave, I'm feelin like I was never meant to be
My whole life's been a fuckin tragedy
He don't know how to cope with the mental stress
The images in his head got him so depressed
He stares up at the stars but he wasn't blessed
He grabs a gun now he's feelin like this is it
He slowly cries as he melts in the background
Screamin' "God, why couldn't they just help out?"
There's no hope for him, now he's gone
He left his life with a note and a song
[Hook: Geno]
He screams please just leave me be because my whole life's tragedy
You know it's hard to try sometimes, I act like I'm alright, in the end I'm not fine
[Verse 3: King Gordy]
I think the sky is falling, she picked a fine time
But my wife is calling
Telling me the dinners done
I'm trying to explain that when the armageddon comes
And how she better run to the basement
Dress with can goods to take with
Then I return, hope you ain't evaporated
Though I am legend, Will Smith no Jada
Just my dog Sam who I hunt with and play with
My girls gettin aggrivated, wait a minute
How are we even talking when I'm inside of a spaceship?
Well how did you reach me? Well hey can you meet me?
Somewhere above Mars where the stars are blinking
I'm thinking together we can both explore other worlds through this open door into other dimensions, come be a witness
We cover the distance, the sun is gifted
[Hook: Geno]
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