Bm D
I wanna sing, I wanna shout,
A (F#m)
I wanna scream till the words dry out
Bm D
So put it in all of the papers, I’m not afraid,
A (F#m) Bm hold
They can read all about it, read all about it, ohhhh
(Bm D A F#m)
Nothing to hide
Stifle and smother
Suffered and cried
Strife made me tougher
Never mumbled or shy to,
The trouble, I rise above all
Expectations to get rep
Ain’t never begged yet
When I wanted to get pence, hustle,
To be, I’m exactly what my neck says.
People saying I tried to cash in on my Dad’s death,
I wanted to vent ‘stead I said nothing at all.
After all you were never kin to me,
Family is something that you never been to me,
In fact making it harder for me to see
my father was the only thing that you ever did for me.