Sore
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Can you make me feel for you?
I don't think so, 'cause I hate you, bitch
You fucking little trick-ass motherfucking whore
And I don't like you anymore
Because you seem to fly a piece of kunta kinte burn
And everybody wants a motherfucking turn on me
But they can't have it, bitch
Because you lied, and I'm sick of your shit
You better go
Sore
Now we ride, motherfucker
Now listen up, you fucking bitch
I can't even think about you without getting sick
Well, you thought you knew me
Well, nobody does
So leave me alonะต and back the fuck up
Because you don't ะตven know that shit you put me through
So get a life and get a fucking dream
'cause my life's fucked up
It's fucked, fuck
Sore
Now let me tell you about myself
I'm a little child inside
And I know that you tried to hurt me
When I was hooked on all of your damn lies
So, please, you don't need me
And I don't need this shit from you, whore
You just lied to me over and over
And filled me with blankets of bore
Because you get me one, and then you get me twice
But then you lied again last night
And I ain't taking your shit, you punk
I ain't gonna be with you
If you're gonna rise from the big grave
I get sore
Sore
I'm so fucking sick
Oh, you bitch
Now, please, let me see what you care for
'cause everybody wants to play with my pistol smoke
But they don't know me, and they judge me again
And that's why my self esteem is low
Because you're wrong
Wrong
I don't give a fuck about anybody