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Nobody, nobody |
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Me against the world, trust it's no party |
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'Cause all that glitters ain't gold |
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So I've been told |
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Been down them lonely roads where the nights get cold |
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As a kid we used to say |
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"Oh the places we'll go |
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Oh the places we'll go |
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We'll go so many places" |
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Could it be the world's grown colder? (So cold) |
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Maybe I'm a losing soul (Well maybe I can't win) |
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The more I try, it just gets harder (So hard) |
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And my pain is getting old |
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Somebody said that nothing lasts forever |
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Just the storm so I've been told |
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But it seems that when it rains, it pours |
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And you know (I try) |
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What becomes of a born loser? |
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I used to believe I was conceived to be king |
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Mommy was a drug user |
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Daddy died young, as a son I have seen |
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Many nights where he abused her |
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He was just a teen, and she was just a teen |
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When I was brought into their life hula |
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Hoop of deceit and lies |
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My poor bleeding eyes |
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Used to watch Nikki on the scooter |
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A daughter with no father may never realize |
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A man's touch, a man's trust, scrutinized |
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You either treat her like your queen or your *****, |
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right? |
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I had a lite-brite |
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It used to light up my life until the bills weren't |
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paid, and day became night |
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'Zay became like my big brother |
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He would hand me down 'nough hand-me-downs, get me |
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through a few summers |
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Daddy didn't preach good loving |
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Just about the time Momma had me in the oven |
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I was something in the making |
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Praising Momma raised a boy through the dramas of a |
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Papa's leaving |
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I'm a believer in Karma |
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So when Daddy died of AIDS, complicated days of a |
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youngin' |
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Coming of age, I'm in a daze |
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Let me cut straight through the chase |
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I lived it, no twistin' it |
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Christmas was gifts from the gov'ment |
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Watching my Momma plummet |
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Baby boo in her stomach, womb |
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By the stove in the winters |
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Heart cold in the summers, summers |
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Couldn't fight the belly rumbles |
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Humble beginnings were mine |
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Family lying, uncle dying |
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Time and time again head to that Welfare line |
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A ladder to climb through hard times |
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Momma got the lupus in her bones |
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Roof is caving in like the upper support's gone |
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Move to the South, still Massachusetts home |
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So through the sunshine, the heart is a cold zone |
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Harder to pen storms through wind storms |
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When Com. Sense said Borrow a Dollar, economy was |
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strong |
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Now we try to borrow tomorrow to get from |
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Yesterday's somber with limited income |
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Outcome: We out of luck and some |
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Hence I'm living from buck-to-buck |
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**** what Clinton, Bush, and Obama do |
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Politicians got us in the hole I just can't fit my |
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Momma through |
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It's possible to do impossible, but by pursuit of |
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proper route |
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Obstacles, keep writing and **** and shoot |
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Screaming "who got the loot" like Notorious B.I., |
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Chose another brother now I'm victorious, see why? |
