| I know I got problems
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| At least I face them
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| Gotta' speak on the bullshit
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| Cause to me it’s not bullshit
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| Yeah and I’m schizophrenic, bipolar
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| Mental maniac mobbin'
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| Yellin' at the universe like
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| «Pay me back, I got some problems»
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| Uncle was on cocaine
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| Other uncle died early
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| Cousin turned to heroin
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| My grandpa’s got the shakes, I’m nervous
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| Hope he gets to see me make it
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| Before I see his funeral service
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| Yeah
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| Let the liquor creep, creep, creep up on me
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| I don’t need to sleep, sleep, sleep 'cause I’m on this
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| So let’s go
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| Woah, woah, ooh-oohh, yeah
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| I know I got problems
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| At least I face them
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| Gotta' speak on the bullshit
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| Cause to me it’s not bullshit
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| Yeah, I moved around a lot
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| Learned not to get attached
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| Dad gave his trust to a hoe
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| Tryna' get it back
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| Even after I was born
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| Nothin' worse
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| Than a women’s scorn
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| Comin' after
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| Kids with the wrong one
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| Could be a natural disaster
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| I remember driving up on Easter
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| Daddy in jail, ex wife said he beat her
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| My mom had to cope with this hoe, spittin' ether
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| And my dad doesn’t fuck with y’all
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| So I don’t fuck with y’all either
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| Yeah, I should know not to fuck with hoes
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| But I love them and they love me
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| Should of learned you could feel the burn
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| Of a bitch gone bitter
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| I know I got problems
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| At least I face them
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| Gotta' speak on the bullshit
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| Cause to me it’s not bullshit
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| I know I got problems
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| At least I face them
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| Gotta' speak on the bullshit
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| Cause to me it’s not bullshit
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| (Diemon) |