Lyrics
How do you define
the things that you do?
When everyday
I grow up with you,
and you know I do.
You don’t know the things I know.
You don’t see the pain you give me.
You don’t see the things I see.
You don’t know the pain.
No you don’t care
what’s going on.
Yo, you think you’re
just the slickest one,
but you’re really not.
No, you don’t care
‘bout any one.
No, when your payback
is sick and twisted fun,
and you know it is
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