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Have you ever been hated
or discriminated against?
I have, I've been protested and demonstrated against.
Picket signs for my wicked rhymes.
Look at the times. Sick is the mind
of the motha fuckin' kid that's behind
all this commotion. Emotions run deep
as ocean's explodin.'
Tempers flaring from parents,
just blow 'em off and keep goin.'
Not takin' nothin' from no one,
give 'em hell long as I'm breathin.
Keep kickin' ass in the mornin,'
an' takin' names in the evening.
Leavem with a taste as sour as vinegar in they mouth.
See, they can trigger me
but they never figure me out.
Look at me now,
I bet ya probably sick of me now.
Ain't you mama,
I'ma make you look so ridiculous now.
I'm sorry, Mama.
I never meant to hurt you.
I never meant to make you cry, but tonight
