Cross My Heart chords by Esham

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Intro 1
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Verse 1
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Son of a bitch,
Jason wants to slit his wrists
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But I'll tell you like this,
should'nt take the risk
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Knowin the consequences well
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The suicidal suckers end up in hell
Some rather be dead then
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living in sin
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'Cause the planet is fucked
up and misled
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By fools like you
Runnin round tellin mother fuckers
what they can and can't do
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Butterflies in my stomach
Make me want to vomit 'cause I
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know doomsday is coming
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Jason's facin' life or death,
it's do or die
And as he take a deep breath
he wonders who will cry
The only one who really cares is you and I
But your the only one who
really knew why
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Life's a bitch from beginning
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to end and then you die
Living the life of sin and why
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I can see it in your eyes
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I'm not surprised
As you cross your heart
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and hope to die
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Living your life on the edge of panic
But still you manic
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'Cause you was born a schizophrenic
Never knew life was a bitch,
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but it is so hard
I'm living low in the graveyard
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Take a trip to another side another place
Lying in a casket wit a dead man's face
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Who gives a fuck about you,
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nobody but you
But I didn't have to tell you take 'cause
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that's something you already knew
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Just like a razor to the wrist
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I'm a cut you quick
Last dying words is I'm a son of a bitch
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Son of a gun and I've just begun to bleed
As I scream Jesus christ and
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fall to my knees
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And as everyone cries they wonder why
I cross my heart and hope
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to die
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My rhyme is a nine to the forehead
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And once you push play you'll
pull the trigga and now your dead
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A suicidal, homicidal,
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homicidal, suicidal recital
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Is what I re cite when I'm
on the mic
At midnight I'll smother
you like crib death
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And find my record spinning
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You'll never no I was grinnin
when I did that
This is the you- N- H- O- L- why
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Deadly, like pesticide
So just step aside
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Once I knew a little girl was
playin my tape on Sunday
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They found her in some headphones
dead on Monday
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Hanging from a chandelier the only
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thing to fear is fear
When you get them butterflies you
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know the Unholy is near
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Some disappear and never be found
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Some are smothered by the
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rhythm and then drown
And when I blow your mind
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your won't know why
You'll soon cross your heart and
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hope to
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Outro 1
die
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