B.d.d.(brookie Don't Die)

Brooks Buford

I lost it all

my brain, my life, my balls for y`all

No more phone calls

I walk along the long halls

the long hauls

the alcohol stalls

The shows the strip malls

The hoes the strippers and spitballs

And pitfalls I done fell though

I went to hell for you

Probably end up in Bellevue or jail for you

That'll be 2 for 2

Headed for I.C.U. but



Chorus:

I laugh when I cry knowin' love is a lie

I pray to the sky hopin' Brookie don't die

From the drugs and hoes and the crack on the floors

the tears and the flows and the blood in the nose

In the land of the body blows anythin' goes

If Brookie don't cry then Brookie don't grow

Am I high am I low guess I really don't know

so save me..



I bang my head again

woke up dead again

off my medicine

Ripped my cardigan

Made my bed of sin

Played my card again

Took my slaughterin'

Wrote it off and took one more daughter in

God don't like me but he loves me

And strikes and kills anyone that shoves me

You're best to backtrack

Feel the backdraft when I write rough drafts

Got a ship on my shoulder the size of Boulder, Colorado

Colder, look in the mirror getting older

Eldorado soldier

off the ramp off the wagon and on the braggin'

You got a monkey on your back I got a dragon

I'm in mourning every morning

Hangin out with my dumb ass, should have a surgeon general warning

ashes to ashes dust to dust

Born to be wild and born to rust screamed at Yoko

geeked on Cocoa

I duck and truck cuz dat dere bitch loco

Implode weekly

geeky freaky

yes block me mock me

but cannot beat me

sing the chorus against or for us

Love adore us

or watch the tour bus

Over ya head

If ya missed the boat then it's over ya head