N.f.l.

It started back in high school So cool, king of the scene You found that making people laugh Was more than just a dream The public took right to you Like flies to a pile of shit So funny and smart, so talented But success just couldn`t fit Wasting your life no future bright Dancing on your grave Living like a slave, someone should`ve said... NFL, Efilnikufesin NFL NFL, Efilnikufesin NFL Wake up dead in a plywood bed Six feet from the rest of your life And when you couldn`t see your own dependency NFL, NICE FUCKIN` LIFE The whole world is your playground Yet you can`t find your niche Your only friends, it helps you through Helps you dig your daily ditch The bottom line can`t touch you Cause you`re above the rest But your little friend`s the enemy And the bottom line is death You lived a life of excess GODDAMN shame it`s such a waste Just one too many cookies From the batch no one should taste Yet his memory stills stays with us Cause watching him was fun Too bad things weren`t different Who knows what he`d have done