Yo, yo, yo
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I feel it, feel it right here, feel it right here Yo, yo, yo
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I feel it right here
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Slowly I'm breaking down, feeling weak
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I'm thinking about the higher ground I wish to seek
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For the safeness, for the realness
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Aw, break it down simple
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For my people to hear this, for my people
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Silent in the dark, I think I'm nutty
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With your swords of emotions slashing and leaving me bloody
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Now I'm trippin, my problems turn to battles
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I'm up shit creek and guess what, without a paddle
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Six years of age is when I first got my rage
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My father broke out, and then I turned a new page of my life
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The change but then I was crazy
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And thanks to my mom, cause she has stuck by to raise me
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I was fighting all the time, but with God's help
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Releasing all my tension through my knockin hand
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I'm coming out, I'm a freaked out cat
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Coming stony and wet, gonna be picking it up
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For the boys who got slack in a band
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P-Roach four fingers of a hand, retarded
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Shut up and die [x2]
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I said you f*cking die
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Shut Up N Die (Reprise)
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Papa Roach |