Name: Teary Jerk.mp3
Duration: 4 min 20 s
Channel: T.U.S.C./Kirby Pucket Productions
Description: The saddest song I ever wrote. Beat By: Kirby Pucket Productions Written and Performed By: T.U.S.C. Produced By: DJBlackZoroJr

Teary Jerk.mp3

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The saddest song I ever wrote. Beat By: Kirby Pucket Productions Written and Performed By: T.U.S.C. Produced By: DJBlackZoroJr

KillYourSelfNowBich

TVP K.P. / MiMic / Connex / CIKO Blunned / The Homie Ross/ Crazy J / Dara C / The Futon Clan/ many artists on the web but none of them are G Sharp.

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Song Info

Genre

Hip-Hop • Hardcore Rap

Author

T.U.S.C./Kirby Pucket Productions

Rights

Kenneth Peter Lavine IV

Uploaded

August 10, 2012

Track Files

MP3

MP3 4.0 MB • 128 kbps • 4:20

Story behind the song

Until initiatory force is eradicated from society we will never be free.  I tried to drown my sorrows but they learned how to swim.

Lyrics

Lookin at your picture always makes me wanna cry cause I miss you like a mother fu--er why'd you have to die? Since I know there is no world after this one, it makes me want ta load my gun and take away someone that meant somethun it's not fun feelin this way and it doesn't go away I see you every fu--in day. One day shortly after you died, I parked in front of a store and I could see you inside. I blinked and you were gone again and that's when I cried. I can't drink this pain away though believe me I've tried. 
And I was there for your last days but you couldn't hear me anybody else who was better never come near me. Unless your name was Dara C or Rebecca Keno cause the lights in Khole's was a signal it was all planned an we know. I know a lot of things that people think that I don't.
And I'll do a lot of things that people think that I won't.
Ya see my pain runs deep into the consciousness of my being.
Through everything you've missed pain is all that I'm seeing.
I never saw anybody dump anything down the drain.
I was blinded by the pain but my visions clear now and I'm much more sane than I ever was and mature enough that I know, ya buddy buddy with the first officer ta show. And I know about watchin somebody die slow. And I aint want him ta suffer, but I aint want him ta go. Then take out your pain on the ones that he cared for most cause it was always all about you in your mind. You're so gross! Move a bunch of items to an off site location. Then call the same officer and report them stolen.
You got all the recites an I got your change. Does all that fu--in money take away your fu--in pain? But maybe all that is is just me being insane.
The last time I saw you was inside an airport. I saw you holdin him cryin an I stopped short. Cause I heard you say that you would never see me again. And you didn't cause it wasn't long before you had went in, the hospital died because of f---kin bull s--t political medical regulatory f--k heads - and broken hearted from watchin them go and be dead. 
Have you ever watched your mother cry every single night?
And drink a fifth every day with no end in sight?
Then watch the same woman as weak as she was, smoke a whole lot of pot until she's way past a buzz. Then morph into a being even harder than the bone that she is sad to from being left alone. Cause she's never alone she's got his son to raise. And every time he steps out of line he pays. He's sposed to be a role model but his model aint there. Just a man that throws his mother on the floor by her hair.
You can tell me that you feel my pain I'm not gonna care. Cause that doesn't change the memories that I have their still there. I won't tell you that I made it here through prayer cause it wasn't god that I used to talk to it was my cousin. People think that I'm just some kind of mean mother f--ker. But I've been pushed to my limits and I'm not willin ta suffer. And watch another little boy's father get killed so he can have the nightmare of all the blood that had spilled. So I'm callin a truce right here on the spot. THE ONLY PROBLEM IS EVERYONE ELSE IS NOT!! You think nonviolence is the answer to all your problems? Tell that to all the victims dead when they robbed them! Cause my homie Keith cooperated in fact he gave up the keys and there was tools in the back. 
But they still rata-tatted an splatted his blood. The kind of person that expressed nothing but love! 
That's why you'll never ever ever catch me slippin.
You can buy a brand new desert eagle pop the clip in.
And when yo walk up on me ta get you a taste I already got the barrel pointed right at your face.

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