You the reason that mom and them drinkin'
You always up in your room, what the f*ck are you thinking
I didn't raise no bitch, in no house that I pay
We better off giving food to a hooker down in LA
LA? You done make us worried sick with the choices you made
Got no plans for a college, get the f*ck out my face
Your parents should be ashamed that they raised you this way
I still love 'em, they brought me peace and they paving my way
You survived what they couldn't, how you thinking you done for
You've been beaten and bruised, are you willing to die for
The feeling of making statements, the reason to write, or
Go back to having a plan that you never attacked more
But who got me?
As I pour my heart out in these lyrics
I'm hoping you understand that a mind can feel different
Different from what reality made it seem
And different from what the outside can view from the in-between
As if it wasn't a sin to explain the truth
I feel that the pressure on me when family come to view
Like who the f*ck that be saying these childish-ass remarks
The twist is all in the book, you've been speaking all from the heart
I created this all by my damn self
Story east-side, of living in commonwealth
Pages all in a braille, like Eli fighting from hell
If you can't already tell, my words are written from wells
From water to wanting slaughter, to friendly, to wanting fail
To enemies wanting peace, to the pieces along the trail
I'll call it the way I see it, you bitches ain't never helped
If anything, gave me reason to put you bitches on stilts
We go back to back like track on track just for the hell of it
Teach your sons and daughters that their pens are like a pendulum
What they write will come to fruition, and what you telling them
On that note another year, and I make it, no comparison
I don't apologize, matter fact this is a f*ck you
With dearest sincerity, and written by only yours true
Now watch the kid who broke the chain for you rappers, old news
Come to his senses, and take the game like he's supposed to
Zachary Caesar - Eastside Story Lyrics
Zachary Caesar - Eastside Story Lyrics
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You the reason that mom and them drinkin'
You always up in your room, what the f*ck are you thinking
I didn't raise no bitch, in no house that I pay
We better off giving food to a hooker down in LA
LA? You done make us worried sick with the choices you made
Got no plans for a college, get the f*ck out my face
Your parents should be ashamed that they raised you this way
I still love 'em, they brought me peace and they paving my way
You survived what they couldn't, how you thinking you done for
You've been beaten and bruised, are you willing to die for
The feeling of making statements, the reason to write, or
Go back to having a plan that you never attacked more
But who got me?
As I pour my heart out in these lyrics
I'm hoping you understand that a mind can feel different
Different from what reality made it seem
And different from what the outside can view from the in-between
As if it wasn't a sin to explain the truth
I feel that the pressure on me when family come to view
Like who the f*ck that be saying these childish-ass remarks
The twist is all in the book, you've been speaking all from the heart
I created this all by my damn self
Story east-side, of living in commonwealth
Pages all in a braille, like Eli fighting from hell
If you can't already tell, my words are written from wells
From water to wanting slaughter, to friendly, to wanting fail
To enemies wanting peace, to the pieces along the trail
I'll call it the way I see it, you bitches ain't never helped
If anything, gave me reason to put you bitches on stilts
We go back to back like track on track just for the hell of it
Teach your sons and daughters that their pens are like a pendulum
What they write will come to fruition, and what you telling them
On that note another year, and I make it, no comparison
I don't apologize, matter fact this is a f*ck you
With dearest sincerity, and written by only yours true
Now watch the kid who broke the chain for you rappers, old news
Come to his senses, and take the game like he's supposed to
You always up in your room, what the f*ck are you thinking
I didn't raise no bitch, in no house that I pay
We better off giving food to a hooker down in LA
LA? You done make us worried sick with the choices you made
Got no plans for a college, get the f*ck out my face
Your parents should be ashamed that they raised you this way
I still love 'em, they brought me peace and they paving my way
You survived what they couldn't, how you thinking you done for
You've been beaten and bruised, are you willing to die for
The feeling of making statements, the reason to write, or
Go back to having a plan that you never attacked more
But who got me?
As I pour my heart out in these lyrics
I'm hoping you understand that a mind can feel different
Different from what reality made it seem
And different from what the outside can view from the in-between
As if it wasn't a sin to explain the truth
I feel that the pressure on me when family come to view
Like who the f*ck that be saying these childish-ass remarks
The twist is all in the book, you've been speaking all from the heart
I created this all by my damn self
Story east-side, of living in commonwealth
Pages all in a braille, like Eli fighting from hell
If you can't already tell, my words are written from wells
From water to wanting slaughter, to friendly, to wanting fail
To enemies wanting peace, to the pieces along the trail
I'll call it the way I see it, you bitches ain't never helped
If anything, gave me reason to put you bitches on stilts
We go back to back like track on track just for the hell of it
Teach your sons and daughters that their pens are like a pendulum
What they write will come to fruition, and what you telling them
On that note another year, and I make it, no comparison
I don't apologize, matter fact this is a f*ck you
With dearest sincerity, and written by only yours true
Now watch the kid who broke the chain for you rappers, old news
Come to his senses, and take the game like he's supposed to
Writer: Zachary Caesar
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid