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Brocken bottles, it's laying in the ends, it's laying in the ends Another kid is dead, another feen is dead, ah yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah Brocken bottles next to the syringe, I saw the nitty crack His overdose is my mistake, yeah I do apologise, I did it for some nice things I did it for some finer things This hectic life of sin, this hectic runs for cling I got some gill to swallow, can't even trust my shadow Yeah and I'm feeling so callus Re-up, I'm waiting for cargo, huncho, huncho, yeah I don't jump on the bandwagon Can't keep having my pants saggin', yeah wow, wow My brudda knows yeah my waves, so he's too wagon This the high fashion, never was life lavish Now I leave a bitch ass-matic Pull up and pull up in 4matic's, jump out like whats crackin'? yeah We ain't the same, and I ain't got a brain, I ain't into no back stabbing Still stack-stacking, get a pack packin' I do not deal with no hasbins, I never have been nah Don't try advise me nah, our minds not collide g no, no Brocken bottles, it's laying in the ends, it's laying in the ends Another kid is dead, another feen is dead, ah yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah Brocken bottles next to the syringe, I saw the nitty crack His overdose is my mistake, yeah Letras de cancionesI do apologise, I did it for some nice things I did it for some finer things This hectic life of sin, this hectic runs for cling I got some gill to swallow, can't even trust my shadow Yeah and I'm feeling so callus Re-up, I'm waiting for cargo, huncho, huncho, yeah Life of finer things Nice times when had rings But it's not nice when you stay back and I wrapped in these suits Life was great until I started learning things Now my heard is fed up with this world that I'm stuck in Brocken bottles, brocken bottles No, no, no, no Brocken bottles, brocken bottles No, no Nicer things, life we live No, no, no This brocken bottle No, no, no, no From Letras Mania