| Forgive me I’ve been drinking
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| Backroad and then thinking
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| Remember when the band played on while the ship sinking
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| No matter what I do theres no escaping my past
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| I do everything I can and it keeps chasing my ass
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| I know my karma is constant for all the hearts that I’ve broke
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| Knowing I’ll never be forgive, that shit bothers my soul
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| When it’s thrown up in my face man that shit fucks up my day
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| No matter what I do I feel I’m only judged by mistakes
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| Even if the good outweighs it by a million to one
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| They still gon' hate me for the single fucking thing that I done
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| Even if the good outweighs it by a million to one
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| They still gon' hate me for the single fucking thing that I done
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| I try not to think of hard times
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| I try hard to let the past go
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| I thank God that I’m a changed man
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| But somedays I’m that same asshole
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| The same old me, the same backroad
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| A couple of crosses and a black rose
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| Singing the same old sad song
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| I must admit I’m infatuated with sad clowns
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| I guess they help me better understand my Dad now
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| Those that entertain at the expense of pain
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| Those that dance in the rain instead of just complain
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| My brother always said I was ahead of the game
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| Even before the fucking money hit the jealousy came
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| Put it all on the line there’s no regrets in this shit
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| I admit besides the blessings there was lessons in it
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| They say life is a marathon tighten up 'cause you gotta run
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| I know that the dollar spends as fast as the dollar comes
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| Why these other rap dudes in the strip club with a lot of ones?
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| I’m just trying to buy a crib and start my kids a college fund for-real
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| I try not to think of hard times
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| I try hard to let the past go
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| I thank God that I’m a changed man
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| But somedays I’m that same asshole
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| The same old me, the same backroad
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| A couple of crosses and a black rose
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| Singing the same old sad songs
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| Can I be real for a Minute?
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| Release this passion within
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| My fat ass gettin bigger, I need to go back to the gym
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| I’m lookin at myself like how the fuck this happened again
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| Baby-Mama got out of jail and then relapsed again
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| I swear I’m tellin y’all the truth, there’s so much shit in the air
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| My father got leukemia, he just left critical care
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| Not to mention mama’s got dementia, man she’s always feeling sick
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| I try to help her pay the rent but she’s unhappy as it gets
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| I cannot complain because my daughter’s doin great
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| Plus this music-shit's a dream, what the fuck you think it ain’t?
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| But please make no mistake, baby after the show
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| I’m all alone on this road headin' back to my home
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| I try not to think of hard times
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| I try hard to let the past go
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| I thank God that I’m a changed man
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| But somedays I’m that same asshole
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| The same old me, the same backroad
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| A couple of crosses and a black rose
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| Singing the same old sad songs |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Same Asshole , by - Jelly Roll. Song from the album Crosses and Crossroads, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп