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armand hammer - willie bosket (remix) lyrics
[chorus: elucid]
sometime i feel like im somebody else
emotions running having conversations with myself
they say he present but n-body’s home
look at this lil m-th-f-cka acting like he grown
shackled to a future via padded room
me and my att-tude
me and my att-tude
[verse 1: elucid]
underpriveleged overmedicated
short attention court decisions left em vegetative
(look how they do me)
in case i might not make it
these feelings complicated
actions without explanation
why they build me up to break me down
really i just wanna make my family proud
what i gotta do to make em understand
i need ur prayers but maybe i should give this shrink a chance
transferred outta school new alternatives
teacher scared to death n-body learning sh-t
what security? still sneaking blades and burners in
disturbed but we just need a proper turn to vent
what i do to deserve this type of hurt im in
point the gun at myself i bet they hear me then
no not again promise me youll make it right
where i done been you check ya soul to pay the price
[chorus: elucid]
sometime i feel like im somebody else
emotions running having conversations with myself
they say he present but n-body’s home
look at this lil m-th-f-cka acting like he grown
shackled to a future via padded room
me and my att-tude
me and my att-tude
[verse 2: billy woods]
early, crack of dawn
7:30, dirty, crack stem palmed
herky-jerky
if it’s the bomb?
feets is working
jitterbug, lindy hop
the roger rabbit
cut a rug/the room is padded
mumble to hisself can’t tell him nothing
and the sh-t he say?
you hope he bluffing
seen him round the way/n-gg-s you never seen before
oh word?
seen him smoking/what it is you ain’t sure
oh word?
ashamed to say it but every night you lock your door
witching hour/son appears just like a ghost
you call the cops, they come in pulling f-cking toast
take him to the hospital, docs just let him go
going gone off that water, water, we call it boat
still going strong off some wet he smoked a week ago
every day is fourth-and-long
what a niggy know?
every day is drama, mr. zone 6
credit the embalmer, zone blitz
got him zoned out on the couch
you’re living in a crypt
[chorus: elucid]
sometime i feel like im somebody else
emotions running having conversations with myself
they say he present but n-body’s home
look at this lil m-th-f-cka acting like he grown
shackled to a future via padded room
me and my att-tude
me and my att-tude
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