The Son of Rock, Joey V. - I Was About To Die

Well you wanna spit wicked shit
Well here's some fucking real spit
I was about to die
I was lost
I was stressed
I had nowhere to go
So I turned to cocaine and put that shit right up my fucking nose
Everyday
Every minute
And almost every night
A party wasn't shit without some drunkin' fight
I'd fuck your girl
Do your drugs
And autograph your face
Until something else put my ass into place
I was about to die
I was about to die
I was about to die
Then I opened my eyes
I was about to die
I was about to die
I was about to die
Then I opened my eyes
Bloodsuckers
Fishy felons
Crooked snakes
I had them all
On my balls
Shit they took one look at me and didn't stall
They were right there
Everyday and night with the goods
They were no good
Snatching up all of the fucking scraps that they could
They gave no fucks
And so did no one fucking else
Rock and roll baby
Take another fifth right off the shelf
But now I do so I guess that makes a big fucking difference
And bitch if I was you
I would keep my fucking distance and
I was about to die
I was about to die
I was about to die
Then I opened my eyes
I was about to die
I was about to die
I was about to die
Then I opened my eyes
I was about to die
I was about to die
I was about to die
Then I opened my eyes
I was about to die
I was about to die
I was about to die
Then I opened my eyes
I was about to die
I was about to die
I was about to die
Then I opened my eyes
I was about to die
I was about to die
I was about to die
Then I opened my eyes

Written by:
Joseph Vestrand II

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