Get Dead Or Die Trying

Disposed and cast aside I'm out on the street
 No shirt on my back, No shoes on my feet
 I'm not the victim I'm the one that's to blame
 Never repented or tried to change
 This is the life I've chosen, it's who I am
 A muttering imbecile with a spliff and a can
 As I bring up black matter, they look on repulsed
 Spilling my cider as my body convulses
 20 Bensons and a bottle of White Lightning
 I'm gonna get dead or I'm gonna die trying
 No will to stop or intention of abstaining
 A drink of this quality for me's life sustaining
 Pure golden nectar trickling over my tongue
 Filthy grey smoke coats my tumour filled lungs
 Drenched in my own sick, blood, shit and piss
 Shivering in terror I await the next hit
 As I bring up black matter, they look on repulsed
 Spilling my cider as my body convulses
 20 Bensons and a bottle of White Lightning
 I'm gonna get dead or I'm gonna die trying
 For emetic substances I crave and I hunger
 But I'm beaten to a pulp, left to rot in the gutter
 20 Bensons and a bottle of White Lightning
 I'm gonna get dead or I'm gonna die trying