Lyrics:
the morning,
Darkness fills my fathers heart.
A distraught David calls at Kathy's house.
"Mrs Wilson something's wrong with Kathy."
"Don't be silly David
all your time
No time and your life is all a lie(all a lie)
Your new giving all you got what's wrong
When you're living hot so hot
He's walkin by
changed
But if I'm on the wrong track put me in the right place
Wayniac-
I'm just the same muthafucka, who kicked them nuts back in the day
This is
Pale, I said What's the matter did
I say somethin' wrong? I kinda
Said with 8a half way grin. He said
No son, you see It'll happen every
Now and then.
searchin' for peace to ease my soul
I seen some things you can't unsee, it's fuckin' with my dome
Them cold nights in the bando, I was never goin' home
them wrong
Niggas wanted to beef Philippe Filet mignon it's on
I swear you need extra backbones for niggas
I go myself I never pass on a mission
I gotta
Welcome to darkness, turn out the light
Got geeked out by L.A.'s night life
Not one thing's right, everything's gone wrong
Suppose to be an actress, not
when I was grieving, just surrounded by them demons
But I jumped out the flame and spread my wings out like a phoenix
A world that's lacking leaders,
Today's the day we're gonna leave all our problems
Just get up and go
So forget them, you don't need them
Leave it alone
When the good mornings
sit with my guitar,
Write you one more stupid song.
I hate the way you make me feel
Like I'm doing something wrong
But you'll just have to deal
Brompton city bashin', car crashin', bong blastin
It's the alcohol abusin' white trash kid
With the mad vocalism, straight from the top of my lung
Jesus the man without sin.
Sent to die for the wrong of mankind.
How sad His Father must have been,
To send His one and only Son to die for the lives
Sitting at my mom's dreaming
About paychecks with loot
My ex-girl's boobs
And how to smoke legal like Snoop… (oops)
I'm interrupted by the door knock
the same roles, we're side by side
You better climb down
And check out what's going on inside
Stubborn fools with too much pride
You know that old classic
Violent J, known by the gang squad and police alike
I'm known to get wrong off the get right
Hangin' at the truck I load a mausburg off
Who the head
school
Holes in my sneakers
I never fit in with them rich white dudes
I didn't click up with
The black kids neither
I bought an Iron Maiden T-shirt
Tell them to get out of my head
Can I go back to bed
And pretend this is all okay
And I'm sorry Frank
I guess I just thought wrong
I was ready to quit
Just proving them wrong
It's cool though yeah
Tell me how do you feel now that i'm doing everything
I ever said i was gonna do
And everything that i am
what happened to them minks and the diamond rings
lying ass nigga, you ain't buyin me things
nigga don't tell me i'm your flyest bitch
if i can't get
bring they friends we on the 2nd floor
I said we cuz you know i'm always with my bros
And when they leave, i make sure they don't forget they clothes
it real 'til we fall
If you hold it down then we gonna make it through it all
Why you gotta act like you ain't doing wrong
I love you in them vickies
of the demons
(Faster, faster
Kill them faster)
Can you kill what was never alive?
Can we right wrong so men will survive?
Do I have to die for you to survive?
em all to stop that talking when its bout me
I been in the field wit shooters, they won’t walk with out me
And y’all so nosy ask me if I'm co-signed by
time
Dodging hoes
Dodging them to keep you mine
Crazy talk
Crazy shit, you out of line
Out of line
Sorry girl, you out of time
I know shes wrong
But
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