Got a little too much confidence and seem shook
Motherfucking thugs, my best friend bit the metal for good,
Ya ain't killers ya’ll got hundred yard dash guns
I've no dad for a good influence,
The way i look walk and talk and i dont think its good for my health
At the tender age of 12, and you feel that no one cares
So, why don't you fucking wipe that stupid look on your face
And maybe serving for the greater good will be my saving grace,
For good at least once in a while
Never can he mimic... maybe can admire
Aren't you somethin' to admire
For good at least once in a while
So you finally got the nerve
Too good for alligators
No forgive him for your own good
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