Of authenticity, you'd never even see but it's everything to me Its different in it, a certain significant of certificate To be walking this borderline of detroit city limits Well see what the big deal is, why wasn't and still is
You got to live it to feel it, you didn't then you wouldn't get it
Off to work I go, back to this ain't my room On everything I own, I'll make it on my own Say whenever you need me baby, I'm never to farīut yo I gotta get out there, the only way I knowĪnd I'm a be back for you the second that I blow Tell my mother I love her, kiss baby sister goodbye Yo I'm telling you dog, I'm bailing this trailer tomorrow Yo I hope you will be getting home, whereva you are Please don't let me be fishin holding no regular job Not a moment goes by that I look right at the sky The pressures too much man I'm just trying to do what's bestĪnd I try, sit alone and I cry, yo I wont tell her why Its like I grew up but I ain't grown up to nuts yetĭont got a rep, my step, don't got enough pep Sometimes I get upset, cause I ain't blew up yet Wish that I could be the daddy that neither one of us hadīut I keep running from something I never wanted so bad There's no telling what really goes on in her little head While she just colours her big brother and mother and dad Sits in front of the tv, buries her nose in the padĪnd just colours until the crayon get dull in her hand Poor little baby sister, she don't understand Gotta get a new plan, momma's gotta new man The spirit I have before I go back to the same crap Walking these train tracks trying to regain back
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Only way that I know how to escape from, this ain't my room Sorry momma I'm grown, I must travel aloneĪint no followin footsteps, I'm making my own Once I'm over these track man I'm a never look backĪnd I'm gone and I know right where I'm goin
Time to leave and just take matters into my own hands Time for me to just stand up and travel new land World on my shoulders as I run back to this ain't my room Man fuck this shit, yo I'm going the fuck home I've just been picked so I must then get on the bus then split Something ain't right, hit the brake lightsĬase of this stage fright, draw on the plane flight Sometimes I just wanna jump on stage and just kill mic'sĪnd show these people what my level of skill's likeīut I'm still white, sometimes I just hate life Sometimes it's hard enough just dealing with real life I still mic, why do I put up this fight, why do I still write
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