[Intro]
Hey! Hey! Hey!
Look what you've done
Stupid little brat
How dare you! Stupid!
How dare you!
[?]
What's wrong with you?
[?]
[Chorus]
I ain't never had no easy life
What I have become didn't come from thinkin' twice
Put that on everything (Everything), everyone (Everyone)
Born to fill the prophecy, the son of the seventh son
I ain't never had no easy life
What I have become didn't come from thinkin' twice
Put that on everything (Everything), everyone (Everyone)
Born to fill the prophecy, the son of the seventh son
[Verse 1]
I was born with a forked tongue, born to spit the wicked shit
Childhood circumstances made the motherfucking shit legit
Even as a little kid I knew that most would hate me
My uncle tried to kill me, that's the things that help to make me
Lost up in my mind, never fucked with any medications
Slowly over time went from crazy into desperation
Never learned to cope with feelings, Never felt a fucking thing
Never gave a fuck enough, so never placed no fucking blame
Neighbors talked about me, they knew something was wrong
Starting choking out my friends and they knew that I was gone
I was labeled as a bad seed said I needed therapy
In and out of schools for drug abuses and vulgarities
Sent away so many times try to fix a broken child
He's so mean, he's fucking sick, the little bastard never smiles
A lot of doctors, teachers, family members, had they own say
I wanna take the time to thank them for the man I am today
Hey! Hey! Hey!
Look what you've done
Stupid little brat
How dare you! Stupid!
How dare you!
[?]
What's wrong with you?
[?]
[Chorus]
I ain't never had no easy life
What I have become didn't come from thinkin' twice
Put that on everything (Everything), everyone (Everyone)
Born to fill the prophecy, the son of the seventh son
I ain't never had no easy life
What I have become didn't come from thinkin' twice
Put that on everything (Everything), everyone (Everyone)
Born to fill the prophecy, the son of the seventh son
[Verse 1]
I was born with a forked tongue, born to spit the wicked shit
Childhood circumstances made the motherfucking shit legit
Even as a little kid I knew that most would hate me
My uncle tried to kill me, that's the things that help to make me
Lost up in my mind, never fucked with any medications
Slowly over time went from crazy into desperation
Never learned to cope with feelings, Never felt a fucking thing
Never gave a fuck enough, so never placed no fucking blame
Neighbors talked about me, they knew something was wrong
Starting choking out my friends and they knew that I was gone
I was labeled as a bad seed said I needed therapy
In and out of schools for drug abuses and vulgarities
Sent away so many times try to fix a broken child
He's so mean, he's fucking sick, the little bastard never smiles
A lot of doctors, teachers, family members, had they own say
I wanna take the time to thank them for the man I am today
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