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letra de low self esteem - iii

verse 1:
she hate the way that they look
when she say she hate the way that she looks
got her own but still alone she’s just a page in they book
the magazine she’s seen says she’s gotta look this way
five hours in the bathroom mirror is the time it took her today
all for what
a n-gga with a d-ck for brains
a little bit of change
thirty minutes and a bit of pain
a p-rnstar without a bit of fame
a born star who chose a different lane
she’s numb to the menages
claims she’s only doing m-ssages
off misogynist she profits
daddy issues don’t know her father
i told her why bother
you’ll only get caught up
you’ll only get knocked up
yo homie no doctor
you know this improper
you’ll notice the coppers
will follow you
you’ll say i’ll swallow you
but you don’t got a clue
if they will bother you
after the deed is done
after his seed had come
he cuffed her and she was done

hook:
living with low self esteem
focused on dreams
hoping you open your wings
coping with things that you can’t understand
til you stand and examine the scene
living with low self-esteem
living with low self-esteem

verse 2:
young man mom was a wh0r-
he ain’t seen her face since four
his cl-ssmates knew
and his friends were few
so he always packed a .44
his dream was major-league sports
but he didn’t have the support
pops was always in court
his step mom was mother of four
though he had brother’s a sister a mother
he always was lonely when eating his supper
he never had homies or anyone other than him
so he joined a gang that made him tougher
his friend’s were now dealers and k!llers and hustlers
one day he walked up to an undercover
sold him product
now he is locked up
f-cked with a copper and now he must suffer
(bridge)
(hook)

verse 3:
i hate the way that i look
when i hate the way they look
cuz they look at me with sympathy
like my life’s an open book
but i’m simply just mad of opportunities they’ve had
based on they complexion or qualities they’ve had
i’ve never been funny or handsome or smart
and i live with this cancer inside of my heart
jealousy carefully telling me that
when given a chance i must rip them apart
f-ck any n-gga that spit on my art
this is a representation of heart
this is my soul
this is my p-ssion
self-esteem based off of rapping

(hook)

- iii

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