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Turn it on, please Watched my mother cry from the top of the stairs Scared when it came through the walls I covered my ears, half-hoping you know who would die Then he did Surprise! Careful what you wish for, might just get that shit Mom showed us where she kept the passports hid The King's dead and your uncles are not our friends How many times I gotta tell you kids, it's us and in this room That's it! Don't trust anyone Don't trust anyone Sometimes it's all you can do not to do it like Sylvia Plath My house full of gas, my kids cried and laughed right after Psychopaths I watched the slave cry for his master waiting for him to break kayfabe But the poor bastard just sat there supper untouched You can't make this shit up but you welcome to try I ain't go but niggas told me it wasn't a dry eye Weed had me paralyzed, hit it again off automatic Weed had me paralyzed, hit it again off automatic Letras de canciones Foraging firewood with a baby crying in the forest Don't you go looking for it Just right how the white girl like her porridge Get scalded, scoffing out the wrong plate Wake up bitch, you in the wrong place She saves for her and she isn't here She cries for herself, surprised at the question like Who else deserved these tears? I know you wasn't thinking it was you I know you wasn't thinking it was you Weed had me paralyzed (Wasn't thinking it was you) Hit it again off automatic From Letras Mania