paroles de chanson Temporal - Chyna Whyte
I
feel
Like
Popping
something,
Smoking
something,
Drinking
something
Hit
four
shots
of
that
Tron
but
it
ain't
gon
change
nothing
I
feel
Like
Popping
something,
Smoking
something,
Drinking
something
Hit
ah
bag
of
that
purp
but
it
ain't
gon
change
nothing
I
feel
Like
Popping
something,
Smoking
something,
Drinking
something
Hit
four
of
them
Vicodines
but
it
ain't
gon
change
nothing
I
feel
Like
Popping
something,
Smoking
something,
Drinking
something
Same
doodoo
different
toilet,
but
it
ain't
gon
change
nothing
And
it
ain't
gon
take
away
this
pain
that's
buried
in
my
soul
And
it
ain't
gon
take
away
the
fact
that
boy
left
me
cold
And
it
ain't
gon
bring
my
homies
back
I
hope
they
made
it
in
And
it
ain't
gon
change
these
bills
due
every
month
before
the
tenth
No
I
ain't
got
no
rent
right
now
I'm
in
ah
Fema
trailer
Mold
growing
in
it
got
me
coughing
up
that
green
and
yellow
And
the
stressing
got
my
head
hurting
my
only
hope
is
Jesus
Cause
the
dope
just
cover
it
up
if
I
counted
on
that
I'de
be
out
here
fiening
I
feel
Like
Popping
something,
Smoking
something,
Drinking
something
Hit
four
shots
of
that
Tron
but
it
ain't
gon
change
nothing
I
feel
Like
Popping
something,
Smoking
something,
Drinking
something
Hit
ah
bag
of
that
purp
but
it
ain't
gon
change
nothing
I
feel
Like
Popping
something,
Smoking
something,
Drinking
something
Hit
four
of
them
Vicodines
but
it
ain't
gon
change
nothing
I
feel
Like
Popping
something,
Smoking
something,
Drinking
something
Same
doodoo
different
toilet,
but
it
ain't
gon
change
nothing
And
still
I'm
gon
wake
up
to
the
same
mess
I'm
looking
for
more
than
this
I'll
have
to
stay
high
all
my
life
trying
to
ignore
this
here
I'm
tired
of
this
anger,
I'm
tired
of
this
pain,
I'm
tired
of
these
boys
playing
these
games
I'm
tired
of
this
sin
and
if
I
drink
that
gin
I'm
gon
sin
again
And
I
try
to
do
right
but
I
know
if
I
see
that
boy
I'm
gon
touch
him
again
Then
ask
you
to
forgive
me
Lord
I
then
did
it
again
Lord
I
know
that
you
died
And
washed
it
away
But
I
can't
lie
to
myself
I
know
I
been
abusing
your
grace
And
I
feel
sick
inside
I
hate
my
ways
I
must
be
crazy
To
go
back
to
that
death
this
flesh
is
filthy
I
need
you
to
change
me
And
I
know
you
are
and
these
trials
and
tribulations,
they
pushing
me
up
But
it's
so
easy
to
just
say
screw
it
lay
back
and
light
me
a
gar
I
feel
Like
Popping
something,
Smoking
something,
Drinking
something
Hit
four
shots
of
that
Tron
but
it
ain't
gon
change
nothing
I
feel
Like
Popping
something,
Smoking
something,
Drinking
something
Hit
ah
bag
of
that
purp
but
it
ain't
gon
change
nothing
I
feel
Like
Popping
something,
Smoking
something,
Drinking
something
Hit
four
of
them
Vicodines
but
it
ain't
gon
change
nothing
I
feel
Like
Popping
something,
Smoking
something,
Drinking
something
Same
doodoo
different
toilet,
it
ain't
gon
change
nothing
I
got
a
war
against
my
soul
trying
to
fight
these
demons
When
they
riding
my
back
at
night
and
waking
me
up
I
gotta
call
on
Jesus
Trying
to
take
my
mind
three
four
five
in
the
morning
I'm
crying
for
peace
and
Trying
to
talk
but
they
slurring
my
speech
in
my
dreams
they
know
If
I
say
it
they
leaving
You
said
be
sober
and
diligent
and
watch
cause
your
adversary
out
there
seeking
Whom
may
he
devour
He
want
to
sift
us
like
flour
Sift
us
like
wheat
but
your
word
is
our
weapon
its
truth
and
the
devils
a
liar
You
ain't
gon
win
you
should
have
killed
me
when
I
was
out
there
wilding
Haha
yous
a
defeated
foe
Thy
Lord
rebuke
you
get
behind
me
you
gots
to
flee
and
go
See
I
learned
that
I
don't
have
to
be
a
slave
to
sin
no
more
The
flesh
gon
act
up
but
I
crucify
it
Jesus
is
the
Messiah
I
feel
Like
Popping
something,
Smoking
something,
Drinking
something
Hit
four
shots
of
that
Tron
but
it
ain't
gon
change
nothing
I
feel
Like
Popping
something,
Smoking
something,
Drinking
something
Hit
ah
bag
of
that
purp
but
it
ain't
gon
change
nothing
I
feel
Like
Popping
something,
Smoking
something,
Drinking
something
Hit
four
of
them
Vicodines
but
it
ain't
gon
change
nothing
I
feel
Like
Popping
something,
Smoking
something,
Drinking
something
Same
doodoo
different
toilet,
it
ain't
gon
change
nothing
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1 My Bread
2 Real as Can Be
3 My Love Jesus
4 Hell N Back
5 I Can
6 Temporal
7 Use Me
8 Allstar
9 Over You
10 Nay Sayers
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