Luyện nghe bài hát Sorry 4 What

Is out there...

I I feel so all alone, back down on my knees again
Hopin you can keep me strong, 'cause I hardly sleep tonight
I took too many sleepin pills, I drunk too Miller Lites
And I can feel the Reaper near, so please forgive me for my
I am just another man, sorry for the that I've caused
I that you'll understand, these demons'll drive me - insane
I've been goin mad, rightly oughta blow out my
I'm hurtin bad but I'm fightin... blast, on the other day
These problems got me usin more drugs, with the other things
I'm slowly fading into my thoughts, (come me, bring it on!)
and I'm driftin in and space, and I don't believe I'm wakin up
with the alcohol, them drinks, drift me to another
Where the sunshine shinin, I think I was finna url
Mom, can ya at me? This ain't what I used to be
Tomorrow, I'll be else, 'cause I ain't been me
I can't to shake these, I'll put that there on every day
Boy figure me out, is like Lamar changing
But my childhood was fucked up - raised rowdy by a single
She told me my didn't give a fuck, she ain't let him do his job
Seventh grade; failing, and I don't my next of kin
days in these fucked up ways, who the fuck are them?
My daddy had three kids, but I ain't never seen 'em
So, ain't no sense in coming around now, you ain't been here
It's sad but I ain't feelin nuttin, my whole life's been a fuckin
and when I tried to locate my siblings, they gone away
Lost inside they other things, fucked me then, me now
Quick to tell me "Show you love" nigga show you Hell
Ain't no love I'm feelin here, I ain't never this vile
- did you really love me, or was I just a child?
Said it, outside, I knew you seen it in my
I wasn't happy here, but I was forced to lead the way
Copped me a Cheverolet, drift away to the other side to think
If I get to see Heaven, I can thank you for the
and thank you for my other kids and even
they mommas won't admit that they make it but bad,
low on the child support - always been bad boo, make me out to be
the bad guy that I really ain't, bitch so to hassle me
'cause I don't see my enough, but I make the time to pick 'em up
But you find to stick in my face - it ain't me fuckin up
It's bad enough, face to face, wanna catch a case
So bad, they'll try an get me they make me - and what takes the
Is the whole is fuckin up, daddy know where the weankess at
and you spoke to ya old mans eyes, how could you sleep wit that?
everything, just for searchin for larger life
Sacrificin the family, with no regards to Christ
Funny how people can take this for granted, right?
But then reality strikes, and changes overnight
I thank the Lord for watchin over me, I'm prone to doin wrong
I repent religiously, that the weak get strong
when the heat get's on blowing*}
Hopin that the weak get strong, when the get's on

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Ya know... the street's different... as it likes...
Either, into a storm... ya in a storm...
or ya got out of a storm... (yeah) think about it...

until fade*