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[Hook:] Yo, this is a fat white kid |
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Crip walking through a |
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Wallmart eating a twix |
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Ths is, his mom in the next aisle, neglecting him while sending a text |
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This is, a mirror to society |
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I've already seen the truth so you don't got to lie to me |
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This is the scull behind a smiley face |
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The dark side that we all try to hide away! [Verse 1: Spose] |
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Join me as we open on a heavy set bride |
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As she cries on her wedding dress |
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Cheeks getting wet cause there's something she would never guess |
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Better yet |
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Zoom in on the brides made |
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She ****ed the groom five ways in the brides drive way (no way) |
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Fast forward to the bride's suicide |
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I know alot of sad adjectives and all of them apply |
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It's ****ed up |
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Because she suffered then she dies |
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But for this woman it was tougher to be alive |
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If you rewind |
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You'll see that there were other issues |
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In her bedroom clutching on a chunk of tissues |
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At nine got touched by her uncle |
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Mitchel It's a cold world, darker than some pumpernickel |
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And I'm not tryin' to bumm you out or make you sad |
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I just think somebody ought to state the facts |
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It's cool, they don't even hear half the raps |
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Working on their swag |
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Let me tell you buddy: [Hook] [Verse 2: Spose] |
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The next scene opens in a parking lot |
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Outside an old motel |
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With the neon glowing as the rain drops fell |
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Both from the sky and the eyes |
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Of the passengers |
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Inside a ride |
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That arrived |
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The inhabitince |
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A mother and her 3 kids running |
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From a new husband who seemed to scream more than love 'em |
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Tonight, he said he'd burn the house down |
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Kicked in the cupboard |
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They slipped out the back undiscovered |
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She said they'd get a hotel room and pizza |
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Watch TV and take a breather |
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She went into lobby and returned sick |
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She'd left her purse at the crib |
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Hair matted to her face as the rain poored |
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Her kids huddeled with her slithered to the back door |
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And I'm not kidding he was sitting in the kitchen, waiting to start hitting |
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This is, what she won't say when you ask, how's it going, the very next day |
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This is, her kids doing well in school eventhough at home life was hell |
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This is a morror to society |
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I've already seen the truth, you don't got the lie to me |
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This is, the scull behind a smiley face, the dark side, that we all try to hide away |
