What are you going to do to make me hate me I cant see how you can this time A fistful of lies and a verbal decimation Its so sad but keep on trying I got no chains or fancy aspirations But Ive still got a losing streak I dont need praise or instand admiration It takes more than you to make me weak
What are you going to do to stop me this time baby You being trying to funk around my mind lately
Well Im getting so sick and tired of Hearing about it Like Im not the man and I dont exist You wanna know about this and you wanna Know things about me But what youre saying always has a vicious poison twist
Why do you do it to me Why do you do it to me Youre messing with my mind
Im breaking out, Im breaking out Im flying higher than a pig in space And theyve been so blind, theyve been so blind
I was born in 69 Amd Im telling the world But they dont wanna know about me No no no
I wanted just to do my thing I wanted just to make my life Have that swing and Ooo feel so good But all they wanna do is mess with my mind
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