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ytr-clout - interogation lyrics

(chorus #1) i confess, i thought of you less, im being interogated ive been trying my best, but i can’t seem to put all the peices together, am i being controled, all of this is getting old, so we can solve this crime, it feels like were on the top of the grape vine, so somebody please give us a sign, is he living on the streets does his parents treat him right, i dont lets take a walk in his shoes, whoah now im him whats this black mark on my chest oh thats a bruise, dang the alarms ringing i gotta push snooze, im being interogated because i live on the streets, wait im in a room handcuffed sitting in a seat, i didn’t do anything im sorry lance, please officer’s give me a chance………………
(chorus #2) all i wanted was a chance now im locked up, i ain’t do nothing and i got shot up, now im dead thanks to you lance, all i wanted was one chance(sings kinda like rock)interogations, feeling interogated, what did i do to deserve this hate and i said i told the truth, my sentence is seven yeah, locked me up no evidence, i know you still think i shot him up because i was there, oh no i loved him like a brother so….why would i even think about hurting him…..so you dont even think bout it, im sick and tired of being (starts yelling) interogated misunderstood and misused, i think its ok for me and you, freak me nonliving, seeing me in heaven boo, freaked up violent needs, every time you needed me, see you in heaven brother, uncle and grandpa too, hopefully when i die i will see you, when i started running i heard the gun shots too(gun shots)
(sirens)so when i think im blamed, suicidal thoughts no tame, dang im the only one to blame, i just think i deserve a chance, so when its time i can head to the dance, i dont know what im doing though, i didn’t do cr-p, that nibba was my bro, i feel interogation, and misuse, i think if im late ill suffer some abuse, if i get shot im coming for you, you better hope you k!ll me, because you bout to die, you k!lled my boy its called homicide, im not no snitch handle this myself, you only worry bout you and n-body else.interogated misunderstood and misused, i think its ok for me and you, freak me nonliving, seeing me in heaven boo, freaked up violent needs, every time you needed me, see you in heaven brother, uncle and grandpa too, hopefully when i die i will see you, when i started running i heard the gun shots too

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