I'm Fvcked
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This Here's A Cross Demeanor
Ugly or gross it's either
I'm out of sorts do you figure
Ponder it all need I?
Ugly or gross it's either
Hey
This Here's A Cross Demeanor
Ugly or gross it's either
I'm out of sorts do you figure
Ponder it all need I?
Ugly or gross it's either
Hey
Fortified my maturity
A 45 years' old mentality
And also my physicality
I still feel the fire inside me
Tempered my temperament
In church they fastened a cultural belt
The pastor said keep this intact, break eye contact all of that
But never to turn the cheek
So
It's easy to see I'm fucked
Look at the shit I adopt, claiming a nigga adopts
It's easy to see I'm stuck
My kindred yearn I flop
Signaling suicidal thoughts every single second I see the peace I sought
Look at the shit I adopt
Look at the shit I adopt
It's easy to see I'm fucked
My kindred yearn I flop
Look at the shit I adopt
I mean look at the shit I adopt
They say it's the things that we love most that kill us
And I love my city dearly
I adore my village sincerely
Meaning my blood is on my community's hands
Hang me
Hey
Hey
Hey
Hey
Hey
Hey
Hey
Hey
Hey Uh
This Here's A Cross Demeanor
Ugly or gross it's either
I'm out of sorts do you figure
Ponder it all need I?
Ugly or gross it's either
Hey
This Here's A Cross Demeanor
Ugly or gross it's either
I'm out of sorts do you figure
Ponder it all need I?
Ugly or gross it's either
Hey
Fortified my maturity
A 45 years' old mentality
And also my physicality
I still feel the fire inside me
Tempered my temperament
In church they fastened a cultural belt
The pastor said keep this intact, break eye contact all of that
But never to turn the cheek
So
It's easy to see I'm fucked
Look at the shit I adopt, claiming a nigga adopts
It's easy to see I'm stuck
My kindred yearn I flop
Signaling suicidal thoughts every single second I see the peace I sought
Look at the shit I adopt
Look at the shit I adopt
It's easy to see I'm fucked
My kindred yearn I flop
Look at the shit I adopt
I mean look at the shit I adopt
They say it's the things that we love most that kill us
And I love my city dearly
I adore my village sincerely
Meaning my blood is on my community's hands
Hang me
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Writer(s): Skhulile Mandlaze
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