Shoot It Up - Fayuca

My friend she’s got issues she’s just wasting away

Sick of silent cries and tears pouring down her face

She prays for another route but there is nowhere to go

When the needle is welt in deep

And you’re digging your hole

She tries she tries

Lord we know she tries

But nobody ever listens to a hood rat’s cries

Tries, tries

Oh we know she tries

But no body ever listens to a hood rat’s cries

You know you’ve got issues when you cry yourself to sleep

Shoot it up in the morning just to get back on your feet

You’re suffering

Fussing and fighting

Always struggling and sobbing

SHOOT IT UP

SHOOT IT UP TONIGHT

THIS MIGHT BE YOUR LAST TIME

THIS COULD BE YOUR LAST TIME…