Mother there's a side to me you don't know
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Different to the child with the smile in your photos
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Made some decisions some wrong some right
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Now strangers call my number when I'm sleeping at night
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But they're sinners too
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And they'll only make me worse
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Don't let me go
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And roll away like a penny down a hole in the road
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Don't let me go
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I'll roll away like a penny down a hole in the road
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I'll roll away like a penny down a hole in the road
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But they're sinners too
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And they'll only make me worse
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Don't let me go
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I'll roll away like a penny down a hole in the road
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I smoke the chung while my heart bleeds Burgundy
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Stuck in the title page still yearnin' to turn the sheet
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This book of lies got me the shook of life
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Still picturing crooked ties
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I musta misunderstood the right
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Get licked again and again
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Wether the venom is peng
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It severs several leves in head
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But for some reason, I'm several levels ahead
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Of these cheap and cattle wannabes wannabe street and battle
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But many die in war, that's a fact
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In the pursuit of glory men will attack intact no looking back...
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But they're Sinners too
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But they're Sinners too
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But they're Sinners too
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But they're Sinners too
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Stand the fuck up!
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I'll roll away like a penny down a hole in the road
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But they're sinners too
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And they'll only make me worse.
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Don't let me go
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I'll roll away like a penny down a hole in the road
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I'll roll away like a penny down a hole in the road
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Bumped into the devil up at the crossroads searching for lost souls
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Picking them up in bulk like Costco's
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And whoever's written my life movie, done gave me some plot holes
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But made me sharp enough so I clocked those
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The times it was too late, the penny just dropped slow
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Cos people are scared when they shoot the sheriff, but not when they shot Os
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And that's how far you go to cop those designer jeans
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And It's a no-brainer when you got these mindless needs
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Mother there's a side to me you don't know
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Different from the child who would smile in your photos
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Made some decisions some wrong some right
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Now strangers call my number when I'm sleeping at night.
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But they're sinners too
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And they'll only make me worse.
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Don't let me go
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And roll away like a penny down a hole in the road, in the road, in the road...
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