Bone

You expect me to be a man when you ain't one
And your blood stain was dripping of my paint brush
Instead of blaming yourself you chose to blame us
Familiar face keep changing replaced with a deep hatred

Knock knock i answered the door i guarded
Mom and dad in desperate need of help
Pop's antidepressants pops
Rest up pent up aggression deep in himself
Emotionless emotional like when he reach for his belt
She threw the pills in the toilet
His temper is boiling
Only a matter of time before he takes it out on someone
He pushed her out of the way
Bad decision i been waiting for my chance to get my hands on you
So many dreams of ending your life no telling what i plan to do
I pushed him back he threw me to the ground i got up
Slammed him into the wall into the table into the stove
Under the floor do you want more scratching my neck like the coward you are
I wanted to choke him to his last breathe
My dream is coming true
I seen it coming to
So many times he used my mother
Mentally abused my mother
I can't wait to make you feel the pain you gave us
Uncle john and jenny had to separate us
Cops came since then i barely remember you face
It keeps changing

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You expect me to be a man when you ain't one
And your blood stain was dripping of my paint brush
Instead of blaming yourself you chose to blame us
Familiar face keep changing replaced with a deep hatred

My own grandmother looks at me different
Clearly want to be a fixture in my life
For eternally but my father hit mother so i hit him know i'll never forgive him
Trapped in the same cell he was prison to
Bone thugz was the group to told me to listen to
Taught me to watch my back and never back down
But what a hypocrite you did gave a fuck about this family
Fucking addict please pity me please across your chest
Felt in some ways that was the family crest
Hope you put depression to rest
Instead you rest in depression
And i wrestle with the same thoughts
My sane thoughts lessen
Loss ways of aggression
So many questions like 'how the fuck am i not a man? who the fuck are you to tell me?'
I got a job
Held my mom more than you ever did
Grew up
How you never kid forever
Any ties severed
Your attire was never shooting time mooch for life
Begging for attention with empty threats and suicide bitch
You call my mother that
Quite ironically she more of a man than you'll ever be
Disappointed chronically like
Like i wasn't more important than that chronic leaf
Pondering my manhood even harder since our bond is weak
Funny none was save for us but you had all the time to sleep
Mom plague with insecurities wish i can find some peace
But every time i reach its further from my grasp
Trying to face my demons i been stirring up my past
I'm sure it's not the last song about you
But really i could give a fuck about you