[Chorus: Kaydence]
I got some skeletons locked in the closet (Yeah, yeah)
And I've been dyin', dyin' just to find an outlet
And I'm hoping that no one finds out about it (Yeah, yeah)
Wishing maybe it'll disappear but I doubt it
I doubt it
[Verse 1: Joell Ortiz]
I look over my shoulder not knowing where it's comin' from
But knowing that its coming, I was bugging as a youngin'
Now I'm runnin' from something that'll even out my dumb decisions
The night I shot and had him bleeding out his lungs and spitting
Do any sins go unforgiven? I hope not
'Cause most of mine were hunger driven, nothing in my mother's kitchen
Stomach sounds like the clouds ignited and the thunder hittin'
So the well-screwed kid ended up with more than a couple missin'
So not a chef but now the cocaine forever cookin'
I love kids but now I'm selling to a pregnant woman
Stumbling through the projects in the AM with a cup in my hand
Gun on my waist and "I don't give a fuck" is my plan
You'll never understand my palm sweat
Followed by shortness of breath then my heart jets and I ain't find a calm yet
Go on, let shorty sing
'Cause ain't no way in hell this ain't Joell, that's brave enough to tell you everything
[Chorus: Kaydence]
I got some skeletons locked in the closet (Yeah, yeah)
And I've been dyin', dyin' just to find an outlet (Yeah)
And I'm hoping that no one finds out about it (Yeah, yeah)
Wishing maybe it'll disappear but I doubt it
I doubt it
I got some skeletons locked in the closet (Yeah, yeah)
And I've been dyin', dyin' just to find an outlet
And I'm hoping that no one finds out about it (Yeah, yeah)
Wishing maybe it'll disappear but I doubt it
I doubt it
[Verse 1: Joell Ortiz]
I look over my shoulder not knowing where it's comin' from
But knowing that its coming, I was bugging as a youngin'
Now I'm runnin' from something that'll even out my dumb decisions
The night I shot and had him bleeding out his lungs and spitting
Do any sins go unforgiven? I hope not
'Cause most of mine were hunger driven, nothing in my mother's kitchen
Stomach sounds like the clouds ignited and the thunder hittin'
So the well-screwed kid ended up with more than a couple missin'
So not a chef but now the cocaine forever cookin'
I love kids but now I'm selling to a pregnant woman
Stumbling through the projects in the AM with a cup in my hand
Gun on my waist and "I don't give a fuck" is my plan
You'll never understand my palm sweat
Followed by shortness of breath then my heart jets and I ain't find a calm yet
Go on, let shorty sing
'Cause ain't no way in hell this ain't Joell, that's brave enough to tell you everything
[Chorus: Kaydence]
I got some skeletons locked in the closet (Yeah, yeah)
And I've been dyin', dyin' just to find an outlet (Yeah)
And I'm hoping that no one finds out about it (Yeah, yeah)
Wishing maybe it'll disappear but I doubt it
I doubt it
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