15 Mill - The Dufflebag (Single)

Mad shufflin'
Shovin' to find myself again
Passively hatin' life
Actively wantin' help again

Callin' these number from the telephone booth
Across from Wendy's & the Sacramento route
Sounds on shuffle, Eminem's voice fills the room
Close enough to dooms-day
I hear a lady speak
No comfort in my shoes
I keep walkin' down the street
Wantin' nothin' but to lose

My life's in this dufflebag
Packed it up with sad
Memories - they be sittin' in front of me
Fightin' myself - just to want to see another day of life
Funny - churches passin' wanna be

Somewhere
My daddy could give hugs to me
Woulda loved to have my mommy holdin' on to me
That's why I'm runnin' every single night
Searchin' for that kind of love, without the sign of light

Livin' life in my Dufflebag
I keep it packed cuz it's all I have
I leave my life in my Dufflebag

Livin' life in my Dufflebag
I keep it packed cuz it's all I have
I leave my life in my Dufflebag

Hustlin' wrustlin'
Packin' up my stuff again
Uncle on a rampage
Drinkin' on that stuff again

Food to last a few days
Clothes for overnight
He intercepts my way
"You know I love you right?"

"But if you fight back,
I'll charge you off the night
& if 18 comes, you'll inherit my old knife..."

I said "Good!"
Then I left off in the hood
Scary red eyes on my face
Like the hundred acre woods

Flash back
When love was all around me
Bob & Sandy Stein wanted to
Have me in their family

The way it goes
Left a hole in my soul
Bob died the same night
Hope in my life was stolen

Emotionally cope with the hoax
Flowin' not chokin' the coke
Blowin' my brains with the dope
Healin' the feel - I said NO

Take it back
I thought healin' & feelin'
The savin' all wack - stay racked
Life sucks without my Dufflebag

Livin' life in my Dufflebag
I keep it packed cuz it's all I have
I leave my life in my Dufflebag

Livin' life in my Dufflebag
I keep it packed cuz it's all I have
(Its over... can't understand it)

Why is it
Every other family isn't horrible
Seems like love in life lives a normal
Its adorable
But I'll just pack up my bag
& leave the rope in my hand

Punchin' holes in the walls
Of my heart
Leave it short feel it hard
Ima leave with no ward
Cut & bleed with my sword
Cut it deep to the core
Hang it up 'til I'm soar
Wish I'd be breathin' no more

Over dosed on the floor
Dreamin' - knockin' on the door
Runnin' laps like before
Keepin' score like a whore
Eat scraps like a corpse
Slap rap yes of course
While I'm teachin' ya'll this course

Livin life in a Dufflebag
It's the only thing I ever had
Can't heal my life in my Dufflebag
So matter fact... WHERE'S IT AT...

Written by:
Justin Sjaaheim

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