I'm not (x2) ain't right (x4)
Animosity me And it's all because I me How can the clown be? Enough to the frowns upon the face of those who foul me So much evil in my Many think they can define Yates But can not tame the wicked Who preaches sinful thoughts and lead the on blind faith
1] I didn't mean to a soul here But my inner has no fear Of choices that'll make you po' tears transparent flies show me that the soul near I see 'em then they quickly Could this be some other signaling the sickly? me Good people, I gotta let them know they pick me
I 'em (I'm not a saint,) no, (oh my Lord) I'm out I'm out I 'em (I'm not a saint,) no, (oh my Lord) ain't right (x4)
2] Brian Dennis was in love her I exchanged kisses and hugs her I should've but I dugged in her Never say no names but her thing was that she loved nigga told my nigga His to me was "Why nigga?" I my vices, they divide niggas Had a to say I'm sorry and then he died Man... So that I couldn't stand Meanwhile my blob expands And touching my loved dissolving their helping hands My loves My takes They never know they stepping with a date I put a gun to my insane That way your hearts I can't break
3] Black transparent flies Could be on your eyes, my friend I that the love was gonna try to win But now I see I'm stuck in here to see the evil again My brain is so all started when I was young though This I won't keep running from, so I got molested by my 7th grade teacher, Mrs.
Damn... To the people who love me, I for me back then I was intoxicated, I was on drugs, and now a new me Now turn up