| Why do I feel like I gotta be somebody that the world wants me to be
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| I was crazy, I was losin' it
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| Cocaine in my body, I’m abusin' it
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| I’m gettin' fucked up on Percocet
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| Just received a call, it was a death threat
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| If I gotta die today and there ain’t no other way
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| But shootin' me down then
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| Puttin' me up in the grave
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| Then I’mma face it
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| Look the shooter in his eyes
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| The one who can save me is the man in the sky
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| The one pullin' the trigger is the devil in disguise
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| For my children’s sake I’m tryna be alive
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| I’m a beast in the streets I know how to survive
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| All my life I been doubted
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| Will I see 25? |
| I doubt it
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| Rolls-Royce bitch just know I just bought it
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| I just wanna be the man for my fam
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| I been through pain I walk in the the rain
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| I look at my reflection up in the mirror and I can admit that I feel so ashamed
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| I’ve done some dirt that I cannot forget
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| I’m wipin' the blood, I’m wipin' my sweat
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| The reason I killed him cuz' he posed a threat
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| I got some sons and I got a daughter
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| You playin' with me there’s gonna be a slaughter
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| I don’t wanna live my life like this no more
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| I don’t wanna sell this dope
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| The streets got me so fuckin' paranoid
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| I don’t know what I’mma do
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| I’mma be a gangster forever
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| Ain’t no love in the streets
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| And I don’t trust you
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| I’m facing my demons
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| That evil, I’ve seen it
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| The money, the root of all evil, believe me
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| You rob, you steal, you pop a pill and you kill
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| Everytime I need paper this is the way that I feel
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| My brother told me do it for my nephew
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| Bullets hit your body, now you leaving the rescue
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| One thing I know for certain, everytime you try to change, the devil’s gonna
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| come and test you
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| My brother told me do it for my nephew
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| Bullets hit your body, now you leaving the rescue
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| One thing I know for certain, everytime you try to change, the devil’s gonna
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| come and test you
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| I’m trying to change my life for the better
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| If I went to jail would they write a letter
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| Would they even care, if I wasn’t there
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| It feels like I got haters everywhere
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| Haters, suckers, mother fuckers
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| I was built like no other
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| It’s a cruel word, they criticize your skin color
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| Mobbin', robbin', homicide for something that makes them feel alive
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| I’m always curious to find out where I’ma go when I die
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| People hate me all the time but they ain’t even met me yet
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| I was born to win in last so that ain’t somethin' I’ma sweat
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| I came up off of sellin' that dope
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| Have you ever had the cops break down your door
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| Have you ever had the cops put you on the floor and rob all of your dope
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| No, you don’t know, how that feels
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| You’re totally broken and ready to kill
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| You’re praying to god, asking for a deal, «Oh lord, I can’t afford a meal»
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| I just want to go legit
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| I feel like a piece of shit
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| I don’t wanna live my life like this no more
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| I don’t wanna sell this dope
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| The streets got me so fuckin' paranoid
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| I don’t know what I’mma do
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| I’mma be a gangster forever
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| Ain’t no love in the streets
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| And I don’t trust you
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| I’m facing my demons
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| That evil, I’ve seen it
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| The money, the root of all evil, believe me
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| You rob, you steal, you pop a pill and you kill
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| Everytime I need paper this is the way that I feel
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| My brother told me do it for my nephew
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| Bullets hit your body, now you leaving the rescue
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| One thing I know for certain, everytime you try to change, the devil’s gonna
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| come and test you
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| My brother told me do it for my nephew
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| Bullets hit your body, now you leaving the rescue
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| One thing I know for certain, everytime you try to change, the devil’s gonna
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| come and test you |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Facing My Demons, artist - Stitches. Album song Bipolar, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп