Walter White (Blank Space) versuri

Versuri Rufus Rice – Walter White (Blank Space) lyrics

Science teacher, boring guy
I loathe my students and they loathe me
Hate my life, Im gonna die
I can’t pay for my therapy
Its time, to live my dreams
Sell some Methamphentamines
Till I control every street
(Control every street bitch)

Making crystals in a van
With some bloke that I used to teach
I aint scared of all the gangs
They’re just Mexican NPC’s
My kids have got me stressed
My wife is so depressed
All they do is kill my vibe
And cooking in the lab just calms my mind

So I grab my beaker
And stir till it dissipates
Light my bunsen burner
Take the mixture to the flame
Make a list of local dealers
We’ll do a roaring trade
My buyers love the feeling
Cause it’s the purest grade

Doing it for the banter
We don’t care about the DEA
It wont cure my cancer
But at least I can make it rain
Got a phone call from my doctor
He told me im in pain
Signing papers from my lawyer
Walter White is my name