I wanna sing, I wanna shout.
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I wanna scream till the words dry out.
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So put it in all of the papers, I'm not afraid.
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They can read all about it, read all about it, oh.
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Nothing to hide
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Suffered and cried
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Strife made me tougher
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Never ---
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The trouble I writes ---
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Expectations to get rep
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Ain't never begged yet
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When I wanted to get pence, hustle,
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To be, I'm exactly what my neck says.
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Saying I tried to cash in on my Dad's death,
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I wanted to vent 'stead I said nothing at all.
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After all you were never kin to me,
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Family is something that you never been to me,
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In fact making it harder for me to see my father was the only thing that
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You ever did for me.
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I wanna sing, I wanna shout.
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I wanna scream till the words dry out.
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So put it in all of the papers, I'm not afraid.
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They can read all about it, read all about it, oh.
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As a kid I looked up to you,
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Only thing was I never saw enough of you.
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Last thing I said to you was I hated you,
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I loved you but now it's too late to say to you.
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Just didn't know what to do and how to deal with it,
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Even now deep down I still live it.
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To think, I used to blame me,
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I wonder what I did to you to make you hate me.
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I wasn't even 5, life's a journey and mine wasn't an easy ride.
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You never even got to see me rap,
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I just wish you woulda reached out,
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I wish you woulda been round when I been down.
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I wish that you could see me now,
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Wherever you are I really hope you find peace.
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But know that if I ever have kids,
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Unlike you I'll never let them be without me.
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I wanna sing, I wanna shout.
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I wanna scream till the words dry out.
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So put it in all of the papers, I'm not afraid.
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They can read all about it, read all about it, oh.
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Everything I have, I give to you
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In every one of these lines I sing to you.
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My job's more like public service
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My life just became yours to read and interpret.
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If you heard it it'd come across a lot different at times
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I throw fits when I read how they word things.
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You see me smile
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Now you're gonna have to see me hurtin'
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Coz pretending everything is alright when it ain't, really isn't working.
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I wanna sing, I wanna shout.
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I wanna scream till the words dry out.
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So put it in all of the papers, I'm not afraid.
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They can read all about it, read all about it, oh.
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I ain't censoring myself for nobody
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I'm the only thing I can be,
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All that is good, all that is bad, all that is, me.
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I wanna sing, I wanna shout.
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I wanna scream till the words dry out.
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So put it in all of the papers, I'm not afraid.
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They can read all about it, read all about it, oh.
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Read All About It
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Professor Green |