I got a mad mans kind a frustration Just another product of the anger in the nation Listen Im confessing Every day I learn a lesson But Im still breathing God thats my blessing So one for the trouble never losing kind Lets get it on Let me blow your mind! Aint it strange how things change When they take you from the ground And put you in the fast lane But I never knew a shiny happy home So I be just fine going to my terrordome I got a mad mans kind a frustration Just another product of the anger in the nation 1 for the trouble, 2 for hard times People get ready sun for the shiny times Listen Im confessing Every day I learn a lesson But Im still breathing God thats my blessing So one for the trouble never losing kind Lets get it on Let me blow your mind!
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