976-BUN-B Lyrics
| Song | 976-BUN-B |
| Artist | UGK |
| Album | The Southern Way |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Innate feat Daughtry | |
| No Came | |
| Acceleration Gangster | |
| Chorus Daughtry | |
| Existed from when I was born | |
| I have always been in war | |
| It’s Fell on Black Days | |
| I feel superunkwown | |
| I’ve had self-esteem issues | |
| I don’t know where to go | |
| Can anybody paint the yellow brick road | |
| I want to go home | |
| Verse 1 | |
| I’m standing in the shadows of love | |
| Trying to reach out | |
| But the thrill is gone | |
| Two wrongs don’t make a right | |
| I’m too much | |
| I need something to pull me out this dump | |
| Trashman seen the same thing too much | |
| I'm starting to feel distant again | |
| Someone didn’t want the little kid, himself | |
| The temperature of the room is hot | |
| I’ve touched the stove a lot | |
| And I’ve been cold a lot | |
| Haters be scolding me out | |
| From the back on their minds | |
| Yeah, I’m history, I’m B.B King | |
| Hall of shame, give it up for me | |
| Innate, born overweight | |
| Eating all my life, finally getting the plate | |
| Innate, born with asthma | |
| Troubles breathing, they used to laugh at ya | |
| Maybe, I don't know, I tried to take it slow | |
| Losing friends, maybe I try to lose my whole soul | |
| Having a friend call over and say his brother just died | |
| Brings tears in my eyes, then Charlotte was about to commit suicide | |
| And that’s a whole different life, always withdrawn and depressed | |
| Fighting with her Mom Dad, they had no interest in her | |
| So bleak, in so much pain, so weak | |
| Too difficult to hang around her, too deep | |
| All she needed was love, but she hated herself | |
| It made me starting hating me too | |
| Who knew the right way | |
| She was just misunderstood | |
| From Innate problems | |
| Never had a job to she finish college | |
| Dreaming impatiently, they ain’t taking me | |
| Similar in ways of myself | |
| Use to stop the world, then melt | |
| People trample on my feelings | |
| Even when I’m feeling hell | |
| And when it’s cold inside | |
| I can’t go outside | |
| Teenage suicide is hard for parents | |
| And it’s hard for me to be embarrassed | |
| Adult issues got me feeling embarrassed | |
| I was a know it all, especially I was 15 | |
| I was a good kid, never thought nasty | |
| Now I got older, so I’m past see | |
| My only addiction was hatred to my self | |
| Swallowing pills, taking drugs badly | |
| With words flying from my mouth faster than George Foreman | |
| Pain is my strength for endurance | |
| Ten years old I was that mad | |
| Was doing drugs, I was that bad | |
| I didn’t want to die in full askance | |
| It’s okay to feel pain, but you have to love | |
| Come out from the barriers, from the rigid walls | |
| Create new areas, take a new breath of life | |
| Don’t pay attention to past, onto a newer life | |
| ‘’Some day, son, you’ll finally be old enough to anything you | |
| Want to do…but your son will have the car | |
| But he got me a bible, odd thing, are you a psycho | |
| Probably never read James, or knows any of the disciples | |
| Has the nerve to do that, crude cat | |
| Why’d he had to do that | |
| Resentment and confusion | |
| Anytime I feel an contusion of life coming on | |
| Chorus | |
| Verse 2 | |
| Just Innate from sad times | |
| Been desperate, especially around Junior time | |
| Like when I met the prettiest girl in my class | |
| Krista Marshall, and my father interfere all time | |
| Only got one dad, in life only got one time | |
| And like Fabulous this is mine | |
| I've been thinking about my situation | |
| Nothing ventured nothing left to lose | |
| When it's easier to just say nothing | |
| In the end, you’re in you’re shoes | |
| Nothing worse than a silent ghost | |
| Or to lose your head at the starting post | |
| But who keeps the score, losing things | |
| Forgetting more, just Innate | |
| Way I born, things hard to explain | |
| Innate, was born on a Hell Date | |
| I don’t really wanna date my life | |
| Or take my life back, or get to know it | |
| Like I’ve known crack | |
| At the count of one we both accelerate | |
| We’re about to go, I’m driving today | |
| Chorus | |
| Psyche na, I’m just playing |
| Innate feat Daughtry | |
| No Came | |
| Acceleration Gangster | |
| Chorus Daughtry | |
| Existed from when I was born | |
| I have always been in war | |
| It' s Fell on Black Days | |
| I feel superunkwown | |
| I' ve had selfesteem issues | |
| I don' t know where to go | |
| Can anybody paint the yellow brick road | |
| I want to go home | |
| Verse 1 | |
| I' m standing in the shadows of love | |
| Trying to reach out | |
| But the thrill is gone | |
| Two wrongs don' t make a right | |
| I' m too much | |
| I need something to pull me out this dump | |
| Trashman seen the same thing too much | |
| I' m starting to feel distant again | |
| Someone didn' t want the little kid, himself | |
| The temperature of the room is hot | |
| I' ve touched the stove a lot | |
| And I' ve been cold a lot | |
| Haters be scolding me out | |
| From the back on their minds | |
| Yeah, I' m history, I' m B. B King | |
| Hall of shame, give it up for me | |
| Innate, born overweight | |
| Eating all my life, finally getting the plate | |
| Innate, born with asthma | |
| Troubles breathing, they used to laugh at ya | |
| Maybe, I don' t know, I tried to take it slow | |
| Losing friends, maybe I try to lose my whole soul | |
| Having a friend call over and say his brother just died | |
| Brings tears in my eyes, then Charlotte was about to commit suicide | |
| And that' s a whole different life, always withdrawn and depressed | |
| Fighting with her Mom Dad, they had no interest in her | |
| So bleak, in so much pain, so weak | |
| Too difficult to hang around her, too deep | |
| All she needed was love, but she hated herself | |
| It made me starting hating me too | |
| Who knew the right way | |
| She was just misunderstood | |
| From Innate problems | |
| Never had a job to she finish college | |
| Dreaming impatiently, they ain' t taking me | |
| Similar in ways of myself | |
| Use to stop the world, then melt | |
| People trample on my feelings | |
| Even when I' m feeling hell | |
| And when it' s cold inside | |
| I can' t go outside | |
| Teenage suicide is hard for parents | |
| And it' s hard for me to be embarrassed | |
| Adult issues got me feeling embarrassed | |
| I was a know it all, especially I was 15 | |
| I was a good kid, never thought nasty | |
| Now I got older, so I' m past see | |
| My only addiction was hatred to my self | |
| Swallowing pills, taking drugs badly | |
| With words flying from my mouth faster than George Foreman | |
| Pain is my strength for endurance | |
| Ten years old I was that mad | |
| Was doing drugs, I was that bad | |
| I didn' t want to die in full askance | |
| It' s okay to feel pain, but you have to love | |
| Come out from the barriers, from the rigid walls | |
| Create new areas, take a new breath of life | |
| Don' t pay attention to past, onto a newer life | |
| '' Some day, son, you' ll finally be old enough to anything you | |
| Want to do but your son will have the car | |
| But he got me a bible, odd thing, are you a psycho | |
| Probably never read James, or knows any of the disciples | |
| Has the nerve to do that, crude cat | |
| Why' d he had to do that | |
| Resentment and confusion | |
| Anytime I feel an contusion of life coming on | |
| Chorus | |
| Verse 2 | |
| Just Innate from sad times | |
| Been desperate, especially around Junior time | |
| Like when I met the prettiest girl in my class | |
| Krista Marshall, and my father interfere all time | |
| Only got one dad, in life only got one time | |
| And like Fabulous this is mine | |
| I' ve been thinking about my situation | |
| Nothing ventured nothing left to lose | |
| When it' s easier to just say nothing | |
| In the end, you' re in you' re shoes | |
| Nothing worse than a silent ghost | |
| Or to lose your head at the starting post | |
| But who keeps the score, losing things | |
| Forgetting more, just Innate | |
| Way I born, things hard to explain | |
| Innate, was born on a Hell Date | |
| I don' t really wanna date my life | |
| Or take my life back, or get to know it | |
| Like I' ve known crack | |
| At the count of one we both accelerate | |
| We' re about to go, I' m driving today | |
| Chorus | |
| Psyche na, I' m just playing |
| Innate feat Daughtry | |
| No Came | |
| Acceleration Gangster | |
| Chorus Daughtry | |
| Existed from when I was born | |
| I have always been in war | |
| It' s Fell on Black Days | |
| I feel superunkwown | |
| I' ve had selfesteem issues | |
| I don' t know where to go | |
| Can anybody paint the yellow brick road | |
| I want to go home | |
| Verse 1 | |
| I' m standing in the shadows of love | |
| Trying to reach out | |
| But the thrill is gone | |
| Two wrongs don' t make a right | |
| I' m too much | |
| I need something to pull me out this dump | |
| Trashman seen the same thing too much | |
| I' m starting to feel distant again | |
| Someone didn' t want the little kid, himself | |
| The temperature of the room is hot | |
| I' ve touched the stove a lot | |
| And I' ve been cold a lot | |
| Haters be scolding me out | |
| From the back on their minds | |
| Yeah, I' m history, I' m B. B King | |
| Hall of shame, give it up for me | |
| Innate, born overweight | |
| Eating all my life, finally getting the plate | |
| Innate, born with asthma | |
| Troubles breathing, they used to laugh at ya | |
| Maybe, I don' t know, I tried to take it slow | |
| Losing friends, maybe I try to lose my whole soul | |
| Having a friend call over and say his brother just died | |
| Brings tears in my eyes, then Charlotte was about to commit suicide | |
| And that' s a whole different life, always withdrawn and depressed | |
| Fighting with her Mom Dad, they had no interest in her | |
| So bleak, in so much pain, so weak | |
| Too difficult to hang around her, too deep | |
| All she needed was love, but she hated herself | |
| It made me starting hating me too | |
| Who knew the right way | |
| She was just misunderstood | |
| From Innate problems | |
| Never had a job to she finish college | |
| Dreaming impatiently, they ain' t taking me | |
| Similar in ways of myself | |
| Use to stop the world, then melt | |
| People trample on my feelings | |
| Even when I' m feeling hell | |
| And when it' s cold inside | |
| I can' t go outside | |
| Teenage suicide is hard for parents | |
| And it' s hard for me to be embarrassed | |
| Adult issues got me feeling embarrassed | |
| I was a know it all, especially I was 15 | |
| I was a good kid, never thought nasty | |
| Now I got older, so I' m past see | |
| My only addiction was hatred to my self | |
| Swallowing pills, taking drugs badly | |
| With words flying from my mouth faster than George Foreman | |
| Pain is my strength for endurance | |
| Ten years old I was that mad | |
| Was doing drugs, I was that bad | |
| I didn' t want to die in full askance | |
| It' s okay to feel pain, but you have to love | |
| Come out from the barriers, from the rigid walls | |
| Create new areas, take a new breath of life | |
| Don' t pay attention to past, onto a newer life | |
| '' Some day, son, you' ll finally be old enough to anything you | |
| Want to do but your son will have the car | |
| But he got me a bible, odd thing, are you a psycho | |
| Probably never read James, or knows any of the disciples | |
| Has the nerve to do that, crude cat | |
| Why' d he had to do that | |
| Resentment and confusion | |
| Anytime I feel an contusion of life coming on | |
| Chorus | |
| Verse 2 | |
| Just Innate from sad times | |
| Been desperate, especially around Junior time | |
| Like when I met the prettiest girl in my class | |
| Krista Marshall, and my father interfere all time | |
| Only got one dad, in life only got one time | |
| And like Fabulous this is mine | |
| I' ve been thinking about my situation | |
| Nothing ventured nothing left to lose | |
| When it' s easier to just say nothing | |
| In the end, you' re in you' re shoes | |
| Nothing worse than a silent ghost | |
| Or to lose your head at the starting post | |
| But who keeps the score, losing things | |
| Forgetting more, just Innate | |
| Way I born, things hard to explain | |
| Innate, was born on a Hell Date | |
| I don' t really wanna date my life | |
| Or take my life back, or get to know it | |
| Like I' ve known crack | |
| At the count of one we both accelerate | |
| We' re about to go, I' m driving today | |
| Chorus | |
| Psyche na, I' m just playing |
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