Yeah
Livin' a cold world
Seeing what I see
Everything in between
Tellin' me who I should be
I will not fall
Or fail to see
Mold into who I am posed to be
I had a lotta "brothers"
But they never looked out for me
Mend into my mind
Feels like a hand reach
From over the sea
What does that even mean?
You'll never look into the Same perspective
As me
I've been back stabbed and hurt
Putting people infront of me
Who will never put me first
Put my emotions into a note pad
And write another verse
So everyone isn't confused
When they stick me in a hearse
Picture me broke
And down bad on my knuckles
Felt like I was surrounded by chuckles
But I'll never crumble
I may not look like the type
But I am always down for the rumble
Who is this kid? Hes always been in trouble
I think I'm misunderstood
Always was helping hand
And the trouble doubled
But f*ck it if Im creepin' up on you
Ill keep it subtle
Lost one of my realest homies
May Ethan Rest In Piece
The pain crawling throughout my heart
It creeps and eats
Feels like it just feasts and feasts
Livin' a cold world
Seeing what I see
Everything in between
Tellin' me who I should be
I will not fall
Or fail to see
Mold into who I am posed to be
Yeah
Doggy$tyle - Misunderstood Lyrics
Doggy$tyle - Misunderstood Lyrics
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Yeah
Livin' a cold world
Seeing what I see
Everything in between
Tellin' me who I should be
I will not fall
Or fail to see
Mold into who I am posed to be
I had a lotta "brothers"
But they never looked out for me
Mend into my mind
Feels like a hand reach
From over the sea
What does that even mean?
You'll never look into the Same perspective
As me
I've been back stabbed and hurt
Putting people infront of me
Who will never put me first
Put my emotions into a note pad
And write another verse
So everyone isn't confused
When they stick me in a hearse
Picture me broke
And down bad on my knuckles
Felt like I was surrounded by chuckles
But I'll never crumble
I may not look like the type
But I am always down for the rumble
Who is this kid? Hes always been in trouble
I think I'm misunderstood
Always was helping hand
And the trouble doubled
But f*ck it if Im creepin' up on you
Ill keep it subtle
Lost one of my realest homies
May Ethan Rest In Piece
The pain crawling throughout my heart
It creeps and eats
Feels like it just feasts and feasts
Livin' a cold world
Seeing what I see
Everything in between
Tellin' me who I should be
I will not fall
Or fail to see
Mold into who I am posed to be
Yeah
Livin' a cold world
Seeing what I see
Everything in between
Tellin' me who I should be
I will not fall
Or fail to see
Mold into who I am posed to be
I had a lotta "brothers"
But they never looked out for me
Mend into my mind
Feels like a hand reach
From over the sea
What does that even mean?
You'll never look into the Same perspective
As me
I've been back stabbed and hurt
Putting people infront of me
Who will never put me first
Put my emotions into a note pad
And write another verse
So everyone isn't confused
When they stick me in a hearse
Picture me broke
And down bad on my knuckles
Felt like I was surrounded by chuckles
But I'll never crumble
I may not look like the type
But I am always down for the rumble
Who is this kid? Hes always been in trouble
I think I'm misunderstood
Always was helping hand
And the trouble doubled
But f*ck it if Im creepin' up on you
Ill keep it subtle
Lost one of my realest homies
May Ethan Rest In Piece
The pain crawling throughout my heart
It creeps and eats
Feels like it just feasts and feasts
Livin' a cold world
Seeing what I see
Everything in between
Tellin' me who I should be
I will not fall
Or fail to see
Mold into who I am posed to be
Yeah
Writer: Emelio Bugayong
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid