Growing up, black and blue, that shit eats away at you Beat up when I go to school, beat up by my father too Livin' life in a haze, dug myself a shallow grave Probation on Saturday's, can't look in my mother's face Sellin' drugs on the street, won't give no apologies 'Cause I am what the universe made me...
Take a step back and put your hands up, don't do anything stupid Gimme that cash, fill the bag up 'cause nothin's gon' stop this kid No nothin's gon' stop this kid, no nothin's gon' stop this kid No nothin's gon' stop this kid, no nothin's gon' stop this kid
Drinkin' slow, dyin' fast, fill me up another glass Gotta make it outta here, can't become my biggest fear Spendin' nights in a cell, built my own version of hell No one comes to bail me out, better shut your f**kin' mouth Livin' low, gettin' high, watch my crooked soul die I do what I gotta do to get by..
Take a step back and put your hands in, don't do anything stupid Gimme that cash, fill the bag up 'cause nothin's gon' stop this kid No nothin's gon' stop this kid, no nothin's gon' stop this kid No nothin's gon' stop this kid, no nothin's gon' stop this kid
How did I get to be... (so low) How did I get to be... so low Fallin' 'part at the seams, feelin' my ugly veins bleed I am what this crooked world made me...
Take a step back and put your hands up, don't do anything stupid Gimme that cash, fill the bag up 'cause nothin's gon' stop this kid No nothin's gon' stop this kid, no nothin's gon' stop this kid No nothin's gon' stop this kid, no nothin's gon' stop this kidTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
