BadKidz ft. Fisheyedom Lyrics

Today we will be introducing a band called Bad Kids

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Sorry mama, that I turned out to be this way

Sorry papa, you couldn't make another way

I remember as a youngin' she was saying I'm important

Sat up on my bed and said my voice was gonna show it

But there's a difference, between flowing on mics, and speaking to christians, hold up

When I sit and just think on it what is the difference, hold up

My immaculate lack of a conscious when guided by folks with no force with a pull

Glowing the soul, incomplete goals

It took me like most of my innocence

I look like I was gonna face to death penalty

But writing rhymes with my future was innocence

Who would have thought it would screw me up sooner than later

I had a feeling, thought I was dreaming,

Realizations of real life problems

Had me on some fuck the school shit, had me on some fuck the rule shit, had me on some fuck the regular

Getting detentions and coming to crib hearing lessons on lessons, I'm tired, I'm stressing, I'm risking the whole streak

So fuck being holy

If that means that I gotta be living in stuck bluff, and I can't take no puff puff

And I'm living like you and I'm living like you which is living in doubt, that's enough,enough, no

It's not what I want, want

I'd rather break your heart than losing my own tryna copy your living large

Sorry mama, that I turned out to be this way

Sorry papa, if you couldn't make another way

Sorry mama, that I turned out to be this way

Sorry papa, if you couldn't make another way

I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry, I can't do this to you

I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry, I don't know what to do

Sorry that I'm like this, sorry that I'm like this, sorry that I'm like this