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<center> OMG~Not more lyrics! D:
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Read it and weep bitches cool
I cuss to much sweatdrop You should hear me talk...its such dirty langauge crying such mean words that I adore using 'cause I've been forbiden to use them since I was ah baby sweatdrop I flip off everyone for the slightest things....I fear soon I'll be one of those depressing pessimistic (wanna be punks stare ) kids in my school and the ones here on Gaia. sweatdrop Wearin all black and preaching about ear poping music....
... crying I don't want to be that. I want to be a happy weirdo wearing stuff that can be associated as 'normal' and a mixture of the other sterotypes crying
I need to clean up my language and stop flippin off everyone.... sweatdrop Its not nice. I want to be that shy girlie who was so innocent like I used to be crying
>_> I got off topic.....
Anywayz~I like this song too. I was lookin through my old CD's and I came across this song...
What Would You Do - City High
Boys and girls wanna hear a true story?
Saturday night was at this real wild party
They had the liquor overflowin' the cup, about
5 or 6 strippers tryin to work for a buck
and I-took one girl outside wit me, her name
was Loni, she went to Junior High wit me,
I said, Why you up in there dancin for cash?,
I guess a whole lots changed since I seen you last
She said..
Chorus:
What would you do?, if your son was at home
crying all alone on the bedroom floor, cuz he's hungry
and thee only way to feed him is ta sleep wit a man
for a little bit of money, and his daddy's gone
so we're smokin' rock now, in and out of lock down,
I aint gotta job now, so for you this is just a good time
but for me this is what I call life
Girl you aint thee only one wit a baby,
that's no excuse to be livin all crazy
then she looked me right square in the eye
and said everyday I wake up hopin' to die,
she said- ***** I know about pain cuz,
me and my sista ran away, so my daddy
couldn't rape us, before I was a teenager
I done been through more s**t, you can't even
relate ta!
Repeat Chorus
Ooooo
Then she said, What would you do? if....
Get up on my feet and let go of every excuse
What would you do? if....
Cuz I wouldn't want my baby, to go through what
I went through
What would you do? if....
Get up on my feet, stop makin tired excuses
What would you do? if...
Girl I know if my mother can do it, baby you can do it
Oooo, oooo, oooo-(yea, yea, yea, yea)
Repeat Chorus
What would you do? if yo son was at home,
crying all alone on the bedroom floor, cuz he's hungry
and the only way to feed him is to sleep wit a man
for a little bit of money, and his daddy's gone
so we're smokin rock now, in and out of lock down,
I aint gotta job now, so for you this is just a good time
but for me this is what I call life (Come on)
Repeat Chorus
blaugh
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