black lady for life!! (don't know why i used this one) --- like and follow for more
Lyrics: It was 6:48, I was walking home Stepped through the gate, and I'm all alone I had chicken on the plate, but the food was cold Then I covered up my face so that no one knows I didn't want trouble, I'm the boy in the bubble But then came trouble When my mom walked into the living room She said, "Boy, you gotta tell me what they did to you" I said, "You don't wanna know the things I had to do" She said, "Son, you gotta tell me why you're black and blue" I said I didn't want trouble, I'm the boy in the bubble But then came trouble And my heart was pumping, chest was screaming Mind was running, air was freezing Put my hands up, put my hands up I told this kid I'm ready for a fight Punch my face, do it 'cause I like the pain Every time you curse my name I know you want the satisfaction, it's not gonna happen Knock me out, kick me when I'm on the ground It's only gonna let you down Come the lightning and the thunder You're the one who'll suffer, suffer Well I squared him up, left my chest exposed He threw a quick left hook and it broke my nose I had thick red blood running down my clothes And a sick, sick look 'cause I like it though I said I didn't want trouble, I'm the boy in the bubble But then came trouble And my heart was pumping, chest was screaming Mind was running, nose was bleeding Put my hands up, put my hands up I told this kid I'm ready for a fight Punch my face, do it 'cause I like the pain Every time you curse my name I know you want the satisfaction, it's not gonna happen Knock me out, kick me when I'm on the ground It's only gonna let you down Come the lightning and the thunder You're the one who'll suffer It was 6:48, he was walking home With the blood on his hand from my broken nose But like every other day, he was scared to go Back to his house 'cause his pops was home Drowning his troubles in whiskey bubbles Just looking for trouble Well, there's no excuse for the things he did But there's a lot at home that he's dealing with Because his dad's been drunk since he was a kid And I hope one day that he'll say to him "Put down those bubbles and that belt buckle In this broken bubble" Punch my face, do it 'cause I like the pain Every time you curse my name I know you want the satisfaction, it's not gonna happen Knock me out, kick me when I'm on the ground It's only gonna let you down Come the lightning and the thunder You're the one who'll suffer, suffer
