[Mixed Whatta you mean what was my like? What does that make? Yo, my was messed up, so what? childhood was messed up. This is the 90's, find me one who had it right. What's that got to do me rhyming? left?
Now when my died I had to take it in stride There ain't no room for in watching your father cry And dad made it until maybe a year When they his suicide inside of a grain elevator Got over it, I had no other or options Thought whether or not mom and pop was watching Never bothered caution, no time for fear Saw my folks carry fear for my early years And I from it, turned numb and ignored the storm A burning sun for the world to plummet Finished growing up under my roof He taught me how to all the way up to 100 proof watching him I learned how to gather nourishment Living off the women that he had to nurture him And on the surface I became a normal More afraid of 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 think I'm alright Considering what it was living my life
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It's nothing but It's all It's nothing but
Now it's been 17 summers since I've seen my But every night I see her smile my dreams When I was younger I didn't actually see the accident But night I see her smile as it shatters against the screams I can only imagine Dad's internal Strain, inferno burning, in his brain it take to make a man who owns acres of land Abandon the family plan and himself in his grains I'm glad I left that farm in Minnesota Where the time moves and the winters are colder Became a city boy, everybody acts like they older Where they to themselves and keep a chip on they shoulder 26 of age, no longer full of rage I it's safe to say I've turned a page on my childhood days "Ay yo look Ma, I'm a member of society When I'm drunk I noise, but otherwise I live quietly" And on the weekend I go back up to reminisce Remember what it was pretending to be a kid Late at night I walked the fields and lurk in the Getting even with by murdering 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, walk with me tonight)
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(What it is, it ain't, and it ain't it is, is a of a Virgo)