[Mixed Whatta you mean what was my childhood What difference does make? Yo, my was messed up, so what? childhood was messed up. This is the 90's, me one person who had it right. What's that got to do me rhyming? left?
Now when my mother died I had to take it in There ain't no room for pride in your father cry And dad made it until maybe a later When found his suicide inside of a grain elevator Got over it, I had no offers or options Thought whether or not mom and pop was watching bothered with caution, no time for fear Saw my folks carry fear for most my years And I learned from it, turned numb and ignored the A burning sun waiting for the world to Finished up under my uncle's roof He taught me how to all the way up to 100 proof From watching him I learned how to gather Living off the different women he had to nurture him And on the surface I became a pre-teen afraid of nuclear war than snake bites and bee stings My best was my TV Game and cartoons substituted for puppies, rainbows, and balloons Now here I am, the shy type, and I think I'm alright Considering what it was like living my
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It's nothing but all sunshine It's but sunshine
Now it's been 17 summers since I've my mother But night I see her smile inside my dreams When I was younger I actually see the accident happen But every night I see her as it shatters against the screams I can imagine Dad's internal reaction Strain, inferno burning, bound in his What's it take to make a man who owns acres of Abandon the family plan and drown in his grains I'm glad I left that farm in Northern Where the time moves and the winters are colder Became a city boy, where everybody acts like they Where they stick to themselves and keep a chip on they 26 years of age, no longer full of I think safe to say I've turned a page on my childhood days "Ay yo Ma, I'm a productive member of society When I'm drunk I make noise, but I live quietly" And on the weekend I go back up to reminisce Remember it was like pretending to be a kid Late at night I the fields and lurk in the shadows Getting even with life by cattle
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It's all nothing but sunshine It's all
(And I'm gonna be alright, and you be alright, You ain't gotta hold my hand, just with me tonight)
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