HURT People

Well It's the preacher kid, been dabbling in the sinning life
Lord help me
I've dabbled in unhealthy type
Habits in pursuit of becoming wealthy I'm Obie Trice
HIp hops gem I'm making the new rappers delight
At it 7 years I'm battling with the fight or flight
After 10 beers I'm spitting scripture I may be christ
Sitting here thinking it's worth it cuz sh*t I might be nice
Yeah baby yo hoeness deleted just come sit it in rice
Sit it in my lap soon after we go our separate ways
I been in the field all week and we just run different plays
Ah this thing here foresight, is just a different gaze
Off the slave ship but really it's just a different cage
Last year was the last year I'm being humble
Been an OutKast quiet as mumbling in a jungle
Gotta a few road blocks I've stumbled on I've fumbled bags
Anna Wintour all summer I make the Prada mad
Congress in a stimulus season I spent the winter playing
Ian with a finsta account I had to share the pain
All these fake Patriots crying thinking they Robert Craft
Wishing I grew up in the 80's I'd give a brick a bath
Paul Pierce throwback I figure I'll give legit a stab
Feel like they can tell when you healing and wanna peel the scab
I call her a b*tch and she tell me I resemble my dad
I was just dividing her legs now I'm looking to add
Hurt people always seem to hurt people and sh*t
Hurt people always seem to hurt people and sh*t
Hurt people always seem to hurt people and sh*t



Credits
Writer(s): Aaron Dorsey, Demarkus Wilson, Eric Dorsey, Wil$on
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