[Hook: James Hetfield]
What I've felt what I've known
Never shined through in what I've shown
Never be, never see
Won't see what might have been
What I've felt what I've known
Never shined through in what I've shown
Never free never me
So I dub thee un4given
[Verse 1]
Let's talk about the struggle, let's talk about the pain
Some people say they love you, but that don't mean a thang
Some folks is so naive, not me, I go insane
Some people dap you, they hug you, they do it all in vain
That's my depression talking, maybe it's really real
Maybe them doctors was right, and maybe I'm really ill
See I can't really chill without feeling the guilt of me
Stealing these pills, is anybody feeling me still? (Shit)
Except for the hood, nobody told me, I ever could, instead I pushed
Back when they told me I never would, looking at me, like I was just a crook
I express the hood and what I see on the daily
My scenery daily task force B&E's daily
A task y'all, being me daily they want to put, 3 in me nail me
This is stuff you only read in The Daily
Had product, but ain't supply it then, high off more than weed
So the product just got me higher then, product of my environment
Look at where they put me, and look where they telling me I gotta be
Stop and see, the robberies, the poverty naw fam, its not for me
It's got to be, an opt at least without dudes getting chased by police
So they gave us film, sports, and the gift to make a hot CD
Back to the wall, against the ropes nothings believable, feasible
They don't believe in you, you've been verbally beaten to
A pulp, so the result to you think nothing is reachable
Reasonable, I tell you dreams come true yeah haters, even you
What I've felt what I've known
Never shined through in what I've shown
Never be, never see
Won't see what might have been
What I've felt what I've known
Never shined through in what I've shown
Never free never me
So I dub thee un4given
[Verse 1]
Let's talk about the struggle, let's talk about the pain
Some people say they love you, but that don't mean a thang
Some folks is so naive, not me, I go insane
Some people dap you, they hug you, they do it all in vain
That's my depression talking, maybe it's really real
Maybe them doctors was right, and maybe I'm really ill
See I can't really chill without feeling the guilt of me
Stealing these pills, is anybody feeling me still? (Shit)
Except for the hood, nobody told me, I ever could, instead I pushed
Back when they told me I never would, looking at me, like I was just a crook
I express the hood and what I see on the daily
My scenery daily task force B&E's daily
A task y'all, being me daily they want to put, 3 in me nail me
This is stuff you only read in The Daily
Had product, but ain't supply it then, high off more than weed
So the product just got me higher then, product of my environment
Look at where they put me, and look where they telling me I gotta be
Stop and see, the robberies, the poverty naw fam, its not for me
It's got to be, an opt at least without dudes getting chased by police
So they gave us film, sports, and the gift to make a hot CD
Back to the wall, against the ropes nothings believable, feasible
They don't believe in you, you've been verbally beaten to
A pulp, so the result to you think nothing is reachable
Reasonable, I tell you dreams come true yeah haters, even you
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