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Forgive me for, forgive me for what? For everything I've ever wanted to do Hahaha I woke up and came to terms with it (Yeah) No matter what, they get my words twisted (Oh, no matter) Whatever works, it could be worse, shit could be worse (Shit) (Make a stain, bitch can't run no game on a player) I woke up and came to terms with it (I woke up and came to terms, yeah) No matter what, they get my words twisted (No matter what) Whatever works, it could bе worse, shit could be worse (Catch mе, catch me at the Saint John's, run no game on 'em) The more the merry, celebrate, confetti Killin' adversary over somethin' petty Mind the debree, come get a degree Never went to uni, street educated Never lose sleep, slaughter the sheep I am the shepherd, minimum effort Required but people relyin' on me National treasure, try buryin' me Tried to pick a rose but it's got thorns (Thorns) They be judgin' me like I got horns (Haha) When we die, we don't respawn Can't, can't form, gotta absorb (Blaow) Pitbull and it's got lockjaw SongtexteLet it off the leash, bet it run for the trees Blood on the leaves, teeth for your jeans Bein' a bitch just ain't in my jeans Make a stain, bitch can't run no game on a player, man Catch me at the Saint John's, smoke, loced out Make, make a stain, bitch can't run no game on a player, man Catch me at the Saint John's, smoke, loced out I woke up and came to terms with it (Yeah) No matter what, they get my words twisted (Oh, no matter) Whatever works, it could be worse, shit could be worse (Shit) (Make a stain, bitch can't run no game on a player) I woke up and came to terms with it (I woke up and came to terms, yeah) No matter what, they get my words twisted (No matter what) Whatever works, it could be worse, shit could be worse (Catch me, catch me at the Saint John's, run no game on 'em) Every day a bad hair day (Why me?) Wrong side of the bed with a migraine Need ibuprofen Instead, I smoke zoots, tryna reboot Tryna get loot but a snake in my boot Never push a man who's got nothing to lose I'm supposed to be grateful for nothing? (No) Grateful made you turn nothin' to somethin' Smokin' my troubles away My early grave, don't resuscitate (Brrt) Early but ways Catches the one then reverse to his base, regurgitates (Pow, pow) And nothing has changed Do it the again and I do it the same again and again If I numb the pain, I ain't the same Add fuel to the flame, won't show you our pain I woke up and came to terms with it (Yeah) No matter what, they get my words twisted (Oh, no matter) Whatever works, it could be worse, shit could be worse (Shit, yeah) (I-I) I woke up and came to terms with it (I woke up and came to terms, yeah) No matter what, they get my words twisted (No matter what) Whatever works, it could be worse, shit could be worse (Catch me, catch me at the Saint John's, run no game on 'em) Make a stain, bitch can't run no game on a player, man Catch me at the Saint John's, smoke, loced out Make, make a stain, bitch can't run no game on a player, man Catch me at the Saint John's, smoke, loced out (Bitch can't run no game on) Aus Songtexte Mania