Jerri ’bout to f#ck this one up…
Mom was like my son where you at I can’t find ya
Dad was like my son where you at I can’t find ya
Didn’t had no clue that you got locked up in Middle-East
Didn’t had no clue that you got locked up by real beasts
I’m over eighteen I could do what i want to
Then i turned eighteen so i could travel where i want to
Packed in my clothes to head where supposed to
Told the family lies about what i did went trough
The knew about it years ago and yet they didn’t stop us
They knew the friends werе foes without needing binoculars
Info that was gathered was еnough for ’em to stop
They didn’t care if youngsters would die or rather rot
Parents were like huh?
Where our son boy we miss ya
In the dungeon in the cellar monsters do hate ya
Never can stop saying sorry pain i created
Left the family worried beyond imagination
Beyond imagination, no this ain’t no vacation
No this nah, …
I’m really inspired by them n#gg#’s watching in VC
By them homies overseas that be going crazy
What the f#ck you doing why you thinking i’m a killer?
I survived the dark and the pain that’s a real thriller
They tried to make me a zombie fill ’em with them pain fillers
Real psycho’s filling pain fillers
I’m over eighteen i say the f#ck that i want bro
I do what I want cause I made this beat on the spot bro
Instead of the advice the people hated my flow
Aren’t we adults why am I punished by roles oh?
I could keep going even though the beat don’t need no vocals
Never gonna forget how they snatched me with the Land Rover
Thought they would help me out they way towards my freedom closer
Thought I never got out, nearly killed nearly roasted
I know it is easy to be doing all that bla bla bla
Do you think it’s easy to be only hearing ratata
Overcome the hate reading comments saying hahaha
You just like a sheep in the story saying la la la
Mom was like my son where you at i can’t find ya
Dad was like my son where you at i can’t find ya
Didn’t had no clue that you got locked up in Middle-East
Didn’t had no clue that you got locked up by real beasts
I’m over eighteen i could do what i want to
Then i turned eighteen so i could travel where i want to
Packed in my clothes to head where supposed to
Told the family lies about what i did went trough
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