
ANTHONY (WAR) WESTSIDE BOOGIE
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Part I
[Intro: WESTSIDE BOOGIE's therapist & WESTSIDE BOOGIE]
'Cause you don't have a blueprint on how to be a father, because
Your father wasn't around so what is it like knowin' that, you're kinda goin' through this blindly
Like, and, and I wonder what your relationship with your father is now
Yeah-yeah, uh
[Verse]
Safe as my diary, sayin' what's right to me
Hang from a dyin' tree, slave to anxiety
Hateful biology 'cause
I barely know you so how you give me your qualities bother me, shit
It gotta be a way for you, I know I been away from you
You tell me 'bout the world and all the innocence it take from you
I really got this hate for you
I really hate for me 'cause niggas say I got my face from you
This feelin' ain't sustainable but ain't it true? Uh
That plate you gave me got salt in my open wounds, uh
Watch what you eat, know you is what you done consumed, uh
My heart like twenty below with a lot of fumes
That just taught me how to breathe inside a toxic room
My feet cold, remove my shoes and know I felt sky
My head fried, make me think Heaven low and Hell high
Can tell why you overwhelmed just know I overstand
When you look inside the body of a broken man
That's really me, uh
[Intro: WESTSIDE BOOGIE's therapist & WESTSIDE BOOGIE]
'Cause you don't have a blueprint on how to be a father, because
Your father wasn't around so what is it like knowin' that, you're kinda goin' through this blindly
Like, and, and I wonder what your relationship with your father is now
Yeah-yeah, uh
[Verse]
Safe as my diary, sayin' what's right to me
Hang from a dyin' tree, slave to anxiety
Hateful biology 'cause
I barely know you so how you give me your qualities bother me, shit
It gotta be a way for you, I know I been away from you
You tell me 'bout the world and all the innocence it take from you
I really got this hate for you
I really hate for me 'cause niggas say I got my face from you
This feelin' ain't sustainable but ain't it true? Uh
That plate you gave me got salt in my open wounds, uh
Watch what you eat, know you is what you done consumed, uh
My heart like twenty below with a lot of fumes
That just taught me how to breathe inside a toxic room
My feet cold, remove my shoes and know I felt sky
My head fried, make me think Heaven low and Hell high
Can tell why you overwhelmed just know I overstand
When you look inside the body of a broken man
That's really me, uh
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