Nose Bleed

It's an energy that hits you like a nose bleed

On yer cocaine rush

It's a habit in yer lungs that you still feed

On your nicotine rush

You got yer pack of cigarettes

And a box of extra dry,

But ya still don't have a clue,

So tell me why?

So tell me it don't matter if you could read,

No money, no time.

So sit on yer ass and be free

And stop wasting my time.

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You got no cash for what you need

And no my friend,

You can't have mine

But yeah you got that fix indeed,

So that's just fine.

You got your nose, nose bleed!

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