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It's Alive Lyrics - Artist : Spose
Back to the future in the middle of the 80's, little baby Mike and Mary made me
Time will tell if Ryan's science will be shinin' or be shady Ghostwrite a comic [?] and then we go back to the spot That was when me and my dad would walk up the block to 7-Eleven together And then they were separate, gettin' divorced I'm callin' the cops in the night, I was five, maybe four And we were white so they knocked on the door instead of shootin' But my dad, I love him, leavin', see him every other weekend How is all this happenin'? It's first grade, I'm in councilin' Six schools, five years, but my grades astounded 'em The serotonin dosage gettin' noticed, explosive But her new man, fights last All night, I'm worn down like bike path They did a number on me like price tags School, my life rap, my precious superhero sketches Keep your hands all off my mommy, I go Jason, I go Tommy Birthmarks on my body, I drew abs and muscles on me Medicated with attention 'cause our house was always tension My hand was up in class, like the crowd from front to back Pick me, pick me, pick me, break me off another tab It's a drug, I can't get enough, teardrops in my cup When I blink, I guess this is growin' up, where's the love? I just I need to get another one I need to get another one to feel alive Attention, attention, I need attention, so I got eccentric I pick up a pencil, it turn to a gun, I'ma need everyone's friendship Zero superhero, gifted and talented Rippin' the calendar, confidence was shiftin' the balances My addiction, no prescription, but eyeballs Do make me feel like, I shoot the web out and climb walls Way before the pop charts, my plot starts From leavin' Wells for TRL, dreams of rock star since Pop-Tarts Overcome it, I was destined to prove My music turned up too loud for the domestic dispute While I was makin' shit, had people lookin', winnin', playin', CD booklet Girls feelin' him, sin with him, Wells five-star Send 'em, I'll give 'em cinnamon, started makin' music But my demons on the NordicTrack and that was therapeutic I was movin', Gail, Paulie introduced me to weed Just to add another fix to my needs to fit in Then they're lovin' little me for how I'm spittin' the frees Sick and diseased, Christmas wasn't gifted as me From the seacoast, I see goals, not rap careers 2008 came, bitches, I'm here, goodbye I need to get another one I need to get another one to feel alive |
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