Your parents seem to think i'm goingtobejustfine without you girl..
After i saw his body, i swear i was gonna hurl
And i'm about to fill y'all in on the real
Can't be angry at you for the way you feel
How come he's not in counseling? fucka's loud while he's sound asleep
I'd stay at grans house as my parents worked at the shop all week
Real nigga no pistol to keep to shoot her
Conjure your fears kill your parents become your foster
Daddy was a kingpin, a couple milli buried
I'd stay at grans house as my parents worked at the shop all week
I'm recording a rap that is hateful just me being angry and just going ham.
Raw fusion, organized konfusionwickeder than most men: spice 1 and pooh man
But i tell it how it is parents better keep your guard
But there's a devil in the ghetto tryin to tear it apart
Your being dismembered its clouded thought
Came from the bottom, aiming for the top
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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