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Hennessy
Two shots of Hennessy
Two shots to the head, I hope you remember me.
My memory is shot like some liquor
I've never been sicker, I'm venomous to my enemies.
That means I bite to attack instead of you ingesting me.
Look it up, boy, I know the recipe.
I never sleep
Resting on me again? You can't hear the alarm beep?
Wake up, sunshine. I have two guns that are arms of mine. I'm an armed mind. Dangerous and psychotic thoughts are what you'll find. Probe s deep within, passed the stop sign. Running in circles, but I'm still a straight line.
I hate time, always move so slowly. I just want to die, to find out if I'm holy. Heaven or the hell below me? I can't tell, they're both pretty lonely.
