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I grew up a young choir boy |
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Christian like Krizz, is like the last you ever think to pick a fight |
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Kids used to throw rocks at me |
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When the bus stops at me |
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How sis would come running out |
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"Leave my brother alone! ", she would tell em |
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"I'm a kill em momma, if they send him home again yellin' |
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I'm a erase at least one of em from this place |
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I hated they make fun of him cause his face" |
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Go on and on, traveling on through adolescence |
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Teach em a lesson, carry a weapon |
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Cause that's the only way to keep em off of me |
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They teasin me awfully bad |
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Wish I could take of my mask and I'm asking my momma, |
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"Why you think the Lord seen it fit to hit me with this? " |
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He could make a different Krizz, if he wanted to |
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Here's what I'm gonna do... I'ma tattoo my face and erase this: |
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This is Vitiligo |
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[Hook:] |
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What kind of life is that for a boy who looks like this? (Famous) |
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Wanting to fit in this world, but it's just a wish |
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Pointing fingers, people whisper. Silhouette, of a lonely figure |
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(Where can he go?) Where can he hide? Livin' inside, of his Vitiligo |
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[Bridge:] |
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Save this... freak of... nature songbird... make his way from... |
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[Verse 2:] |
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From the bottom all the way to the top |
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Even though he hated the way he painted, momma told me I can't stop |
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Cause no one cares, if anyone's watching |
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People stare, at Mr. Watson |
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But that never stopped him from coppin' the, |
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Vodkas, and was popular |
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It's over and shit |
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Colder the older it get |
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Sorry pop never made it to see his son be the great one |
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Escape from the place that definitely made him |
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Look what I did, I made a life, a wife, and a kid |
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People know me wherever I go: |
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This is Vitiligo |
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[Hook:] |
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What kind of life is that for a boy who looks like this? (Famous) |
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Wanting to fit in this world, but it's just a wish |
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Pointing fingers, people whisper. Silhouette, of a lonely figure |
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(Where can he go?) Where can he hide? Livin' inside, of his Vitiligo |
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This, is Vitiligo... hold on... |
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[Tech N9ne:] |
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"Here comes the drop! Here comes the drop! Oh shit! " |
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[fades into "What's Sizzlin'"] |
