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Undertaker Dip


In my eyes there lies pain In and out of the patter of rain I watch as the blunt is removed from her lips The fluid that the undertaker dips The fluid that is embalmed in the lives of those taken I watch as she stand there trembling and shaking I watch as the tear fall from her eye She pleads to God and looks at the sky I wonder everyday why does she do it She said she will stop ain't nothing to it But as she takes that blunt from her lips I watch her quiver and shake from that under taker dip But then I look into his eyes And I see the hope and the tears I cry All this man want for me is the best I've never had that with the rest I watch my mom continue to take her last breath I look in his eyes and put my life on hold Because this undertaker fluid is taking my mom's soul I love him dearly but im being pulled I am trying and doing the best that I could But as my mom takes that blunt from my lips She taking my life along with that dip
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