| Cmon, Is there anyone out there besides my mom, that cares about me?
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| Shit, I really want to know.
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| Some people will lie and some people will fake.
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| Others may die and machines they will break
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| Homies might hate, girls who just take.
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| You must trust yourself.
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| You don’t know who steals, say fuck how you feel.
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| You think that you’re safe but you can’t know the deal.
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| It’s fucked up for real, can’t get no more help.
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| You must trust yourself.
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| I roll with the crew and got family too
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| but who’s looking out for what I want to do?
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| Sometimes it’s them, mostly it’s me
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| I post with my hopes and I highly agree with my thoughts, cuz I’m me. |
| Grouch.
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| Bitch don’t you see,
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| Promise that and it better come to be.
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| I hate when fools front, strikeout or bunt
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| When their supposed to hit homers man, that’s what I want now
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| Now, who can deliver cuz i’m not that impressed.
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| Big talking is walking on treadmills at best.
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| I hate when it’s next week and it’s supposed to be through.
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| I hate when someone agrees to what they can’t do.
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| And they know that shit first and it only gets worse.
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| Sorry’s for suckers that belong in this verse.
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| A sign of the times.
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| That’s why I’m on the grind.
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| Pay me mine in cash and get the fuck off my grass.
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| I buck on your crash cuz humans they fail.
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| I bail on your return because I’ve learned.
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| You see, tables they turn and bridges they burn.
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| And hustlers earn what they want.
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| Some people will lie and some people will fake.
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| Others may die and machines they will break
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| Homies might hate, girls who just take.
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| You must trust yourself.
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| You don’t know who steals, say fuck how you feel.
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| You think that you’re safe but you can’t know the deal.
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| It’s fucked up for real, can’t get no more help.
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| You must trust yourself.
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| When off in my hood.
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| It’s well understood.
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| Some people do bad and some people do good.
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| I stay with my own, since I made my way home.
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| I relax, find a better way for us to roam.
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| But I do lots of both.
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| I try to keep hope.
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| Got to keep myself clean in this game I done soaked.
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| Opera singers bring down the house with their notes.
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| And we bring down the house with flyness and quotes
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| And energy and jokes.
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| Personality the qualities that make us the prime targets of jealously
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| But never seems that way.
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| You never see the knife when it enters that way.
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| From the back.
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| Stay alert.
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| And stay away from jerks.
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| And the devils in the skirts. |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Trust Yourself , by - The Grouch. Song from the album Making Perfect Sense, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп