Lyrics
Ah, shinning through it, ah-ah!
Ah-ah, ah-ah, yeah!
Sometime I feel like I'm somebody else (somebody else)
Emotions running, having conversations with myself (with myself)
They say he present, but nobody home (nobody home)
Look at this little motherfucker acting like he grown (like he grown)
Shackled to a future via padded room
Me and my attitude
Me and my attitude
Underprivileged, overmedicated
Short attention, court decisions left 'em vegetative
(Look how they do me, huh?)
In case I might not make it
This feeling's complicated
Actions without explanation
Why they build me up to break me down? (Same)
Really, I just wanna make my family proud (same)
What I gotta' do to make 'em understand
I need your prayers, but maybe I should give this shrink a chance
Transferred outta' school, new alternatives (don't be emotional, nigga)
Teacher scared to death, nobody learning shit (you're supposed to, nigga)
What security? Still sneaking blades and burners in
Disturbed but we just need a proper turn to vent
What I do to deserve this type of hurt I'm in
Point the gun at myself, I bet they hear me then
No, not again, promise me you'll make it right
Where I done been, you check ya soul to pay the price
Sometime I feel like I'm somebody else (somebody else)
Emotions running, having conversations with myself (with myself)
They say he present, but nobody's home
Look at this little mutherfucker acting like he grown
Shackled to a future via padded room
Me and my attitude
Me and my attitude
Shackled to a future via padded room
Me and my attitude
Me and my attitude
Early, crack of dawn
7:30, dirty, crack stem palmed
Herky-jerky
If it's the bomb? Feet is working
Jitterbug, Lindy Hop
The Roger Rabbit cut a rug
The room is padded
Mumbled to his self, can't tell him nothing