Acepta desafíos, provoca pasiones. No será fácil, pero valdrá la pena.

jueves, 27 de enero de 2011

Not myself tonight

Have you ever been hated or discriminated against?
I have, I've been protested and demonstrated against
Picket signs for my wicked ryhmes, look at the times
Sick as the mind of the motha fuckin' kid that's behind
All this commotion emotions run deep as oceans explodin'
Tempers flaring from parents, just blow 'em off and keep goin'
Not takin' nothin' from no one, give'em hell long as I'm breathin'
Keep kickin ass in the morning and takin' names in the evening
Leav'em with a taste of sour as vinegar in their mouth
See, they can trigger me, but they never figure me out
Look at me now, I bet you're probably sick of me now
Ain't you mama, I'ma make you look so ridiculous now

I'm sorry mama
I never meant to hurt you
I never meant to make you cry
But tonight, I'm cleanin' out my closet
(one more time)
I said I'm sorry mama
I never meant to hurt you
I never meant to make you cry
But tonight, I'm cleanin' out my closet

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