Hiraeth
Shaannessy
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I can't fall down on my knees and apologize to you Cause that ain't my style It's very hard to say I'm wrong even though I know it's true Thats just ain't my style Now let me take you back to a fucking time that was simple Back to a time fore' my face had a pimple Daddy getting stares cause my daddy was a cripple Momma always whining crying trynna fucking fix you Now I got some fucking issues that I need to press against you Put my pain up on a track, so I can fucking diss you But I'd rather fucking kill you I don't need no fucking help Take a knife to end your life and I'll just do it myself God damn I cant fall down on my knees and apologize to you Cause that ain't my style Its very hard to say I'm wrong even though I know it's true Thats just ain't my style Dumb dumb dumb you acting hella dumb with this bitch You blowing funds on this bitch, you getting numb to all this And you forgot about the fam and you ain't no fucking man Imma put em on my back and Imma do it cause I can And I'm about make it stack I'm steady grinding flipping packs And I'm about to make a stance better mind my fucking tracks Now I'm about to get you back you better take another glance Before you fucking fade to black you can't take another chance As the years go by I start to get little older As the years go by my heart gettin little colder Got my sister and my mother on my mofuckin' shoulders Got me bitter ain't no sucker Imma mofuckin' soldier Until I got the call I had to fall I had to ball Your dad has passed I got the call I smacked the wall I gave it all Before i continue let me tell you that I'm sorry I seen it within you let me tell you I ain't sorry I can't fall down on my knees and apologize to you Cause that ain't my style Its very hard to say I'm wrong even though I know it's true Thats just ain't my style No no no no no no this is way too soon Oh God please this can't be true I seen the body in the casket man this shit fucking tragic Seen the body in the casket should've burned with the matches Now this shit is fucking tragic got me crying never catch it Now this shit is fucking magic got me lying about my passion Nah I'm never gonna match it cause I'm always gonna stash it Nah I'm always quick to cash it, but I'm never to pass it As the years go by man I'm just like you Just a bum like you, just a chump like you So dumb like you, I blow funds like you Yeah I popped a couple pills I'm fucked up like you But I can't be you, yeah this cant be true It's the burden the face cause I can't go through Nah I can't be you this cant be true And I'm just certain Imma face everything you do I can't fall down on my knees and apologize to you Cause that ain't my style Its very hard to say I'm wrong even though I know it's true Thats just ain't my style
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