John Daniel - Nineteen lyrics

Nineteen, already jaded Medicated mid-day, ask me if i'm faded Pa**ed out on a zan just to blur my hindsight Actin like i'm Zant just to drape the city in twilight I'm like a young Ill Bill, David Koresh cult leader Watching k** Bill, feeding hits to Walt's creatures Before the foreign paper, a dollar 2 quarters for a chaser f** a major, record in morgues, ask who the neighbors From a state that harbors viked up harlots and Mr. Ventura Beef is deaded on the outskirts of Las Venturas I'm blackin out in cold sweats Give yo b**h that Colgate All up on my Codec Heart Metal Gear for your hoe's sake Feelin like a pharoah, or a young Pharoahe Monch Black and milds to my bone marrow at my local haunts Loaded, gone, spit like a Rottweiler rabid Yeah i'll be in these dirty vans when I live lavish Bad habits, worse intentions I can't see myself ever worried about a f**ing pension Almost 20, barely alive I'll let Heath know about the accolades when i arrive