Kunci: D minor
Verse 1
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A film by Revolutionary
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Damn you, Danny!
Get out of that house!
No!
You're pissing me off.
I don't care!
I'm gonna kick your ass!
If you don't come out,
I'm coming in!
Yeah, I'd like to see you try!
See this?
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It's gonna end all my troubles!
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This the last time you're gonna
pull this shit!
Now put the goddamn gun
down and come out!
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What are you gonna do?
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You're embarrassing the hell out of us
in front of all our neighbors!
Everybody's out here, Danny!
What are you trying to prove?
Tell me, what are you trying to prove?
You'll see!
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I've been sittin' here all night
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With this pistol just wishin'
My girl's outside tryin' to calm down
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My pops a whip up here any minute
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It's ironic that he works for homicide
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A barricaded gunman and it's me inside
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But he should be lucky that it's me alive
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All the times he kicked me out
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Now I'm one less problem,
get the rest out
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No job and no deal got me stressed out
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it used to make me shudder
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I was fighting every day
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I made a song apologizing
for the wrong I'd done
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Now I'm sitting here with this gun
What the fuck's went wrong
up to this point?
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But who cares what was wrong
until this point?
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I think maybe I should go
outside and give up
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Or maybe I should slit my
fucking wrists up
That way the funeral will
be an open casket
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Everyone will talk about it's tragic
that I was such a bastard
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Lazy, disrespectful and so sarcastic
I'm alive and I'm brave
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And all this stress in my brain
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I'm thriving in pain
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There's too much fight in my veins
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And so I strive to maintain
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I don't know why
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6 hours gone by in a standoff,
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maybe I should chop my fucking hand off,
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and run out like a crazed lunatic,
shoot rounds in the sky,
getting ready for a blast off,
dumb luck
I'd probably shoot myself in the knee,
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then have to go to jail and surgery, only me,
everybody can't stand much,
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they say I talk too loud and I can't cuss,
so I say fuck you and then the shit starts,
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they ain't even gonna try talk shit now,
and my pops ain't gonna try
to say I'm kicked out
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Make a move, here I am, I'm a dead man
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Motherfucker, I'm a dead man
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Remember when I first got out of jail?
And you said you'd help me out
when I was out of jail
And then you said you'd help me out,
try to get a job
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No clothes, and then you said
I was a fuckin' slob
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You were bitchin' every day,
you were cussin' me
Said your marriage was on the rocks
all because of me
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But don't worry, it'll be all over in a sec
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And you can give out my equipment
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I don't need it where I'm going, mom
Until ill, the records could've
been a fuckin' bomb
I'm alive and I'm brave
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And all this stress in my brain
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I'm thriving in pain
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There's too much fight in my veins
And so I strive to maintain
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I don't know why
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My son's in the middle of a tug of war
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Cause his mother always thinks
I'm with another whore
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If suicide was a button, I might hit a board
If I could ever look to her
just to get support
You say I gotta talent, I should use it
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But then say I gotta quit my
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Your mind games always make
me fuckin' lose it
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until now I'm gonna use it
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A bad seed for a God
to try and procreate
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Probably 5 -0 to negotiate
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Or it's probably Pop Duke's
tryin' to make up
But lost time, fuck that for the sake of
My brother did five years
and he don't understand
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Seems only God knows I had other plans
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My mother's mad trying to mend
what you can't fix
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Michael thinks it's just another
one of daddy's tricks
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Melissa thinks I'm inside
with another woman
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Dumb girl, there she goes
always assuming
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See why I gotta go to a better place
To start over brand new with a fresh face
I got a bulletproof vest and a chest plate
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I'm playing ready to die,
that's the best fate
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I'm coming out finally for
the last time
Ain't nobody gonna laugh
when I blast mine
I'm sick of getting hired cause I act white
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And I'm sick of getting fired
cause I act black
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I'm sick of being wrong when I am right
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And I'm sick of being broke when I can rap
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No white flag and nobody cries
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Can't wait to see the look
in everybody's eyes
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There'll be no last tries,
face the fucking facts
There'll be no more pain
like my brother's back
Yeah! Alright!
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Alright, you got me! I'm coming out!
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This is no way for a father
to help you!
You gotta put your guns down,
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though! I ain't coming out if you got your guns torn!
Danny, get out of the house!
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Fuck that! Alright, here I come! No!
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No! Diablo!
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No!
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No!
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No... Diablo.
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Diablo.
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