[Mixed Whatta you mean was my childhood like? What difference does make? Yo, my was messed up, so what? Everybody's childhood was up. This is the 90's, me one person who had it right. What's got to do with me rhyming? What's
Now when my mother died I had to it in stride There ain't no room for pride in your father cry And dad made it until a year later When they his suicide inside of a grain elevator Got over it, I had no offers or options Thought about whether or not mom and pop was Never bothered with caution, no time for Saw my folks carry for most my early years And I learned it, turned numb and ignored the storm A burning sun waiting for the to plummet Finished growing up under my uncle's He taught me how to all the way up to 100 proof From watching him I learned how to gather Living off the different that he had to nurture him And on the surface I became a pre-teen More of nuclear war than snake bites and bee stings My friend was my TV Game and cartoons substituted for puppies, rainbows, and balloons Now here I am, the shy type, and I I'm doing alright Considering it was like living my life
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It's nothing but all sunshine It's nothing but
Now it's 17 summers since I've seen my mother But every night I see her inside my dreams When I was younger I didn't actually see the happen But every I see her smile 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 plan and drown himself in his grains I'm glad I left farm in Northern Minnesota the time moves slower and the winters are colder Became a city boy, where everybody acts they older Where they stick to themselves and keep a on they shoulder 26 of age, no longer full of rage I think it's safe to say I've turned a page on my childhood "Ay yo look Ma, I'm a member of society I'm drunk I make noise, but otherwise I live quietly" And on the weekend I go back up to reminisce what it was like pretending to be a kid Late at night I walked the and lurk in the shadows Getting even with life by cattle
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It's all It's nothing but It's all
(And I'm gonna be alright, and you be alright, You ain't gotta hold my hand, walk with me tonight)
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