Interpret:

Papa Roach

Album:

Old Friends from Young Years

Yo yo yo I feel right here 
Slowly I'm breaking down 
Feeling weak 
I'm thinking about the 
Higher ground I wish 
To seek for the safeness 
For the realness 
Aw break it down 
Simple for my people to hear this 
For my people 
Silent in the dark 
I think I'm nutty 
With your swords of emotions 
Slashing and leave me bloody 
Now I'm trippin 
My problems turn to battles 
I'm up shit creek 
And guess what with out a paddle 
6 years of age 
Is when I first got my rage 
My father broke out 
And then I turned a new page of my life 
The change but then I was crazy 
And thanks to my mom 
Cuz she has stuck by 
To raise me 
I was fighting all the time 
But with god help 
Releasing all my tension 
Through my knockin my hand 
I'm coming out 
I'm a freaked out cat 
Coming out stony 
And wet 
Gonna be picking it up 
For the boys who got slack in a band 
Papa Roach four fingers 
Of a hand 
Retarded 
Shut up n die 
Shut up n die 
I said you fucking die