DEATH PLUS
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[Intro]
--Ma? Ma? Are you there?
--Yeah
--Hi. Hi, ma. Hi. Hi. Listen, I need you to help me out, all right? I need you to give me some money. Okay? I need you to give me, like, five doll-- like, twenty dollars, or something like that, because I'm in some trouble. Ma? Do you hear me, Ma?

[Verse]
We’ve come too far to go back now
I'm scared you're coming back now
I know you’re looking to get out
But you can never get away from me
I know you want to get better
[?] we're together
I think she hates me now
I think she hates me now

[Outro]
--Yeah, I hear you. I can't help you
--Okay, listen, what you gotta do is give me some money, okay?
--Jim, I can't do that
--Why not? Mom, you know I'm not going to do anything with it. I just need-- I need to go out of town for a little while, cause I got into some trouble and I need some help. Okay? So you gotta give me some money, Mom. Can you hold my hand?
--Yeah, I'll hold your hand
--Mom, can you give me some money, please?