Yeah Guts over fear Yeah Show you what that fuckin means Surely you get to a stage where you cant take it You gotta amke it or break it You aint gotta fake it Or sell your shit to Satan Yeah musics what were making We aint just here to be famous Why the fuck aint you courages? Face you fuckin demons Fuck the fuckin haters We aint in this shit for paper Just be thankful youre alive And dont thank me, thank your creator Ive been in that house all alone My mother dead to the world My father sittting there so stoned My sister so young, she dont know this home is cold I was 15 years old I heard my mother screaming Saw that motherfucker beating She was black and blue and probly bleeding I cant believe that Im a product of this faggots semen I wasnt sure if God was something that I did believe in I couldnt take another scream I had to intervene Im wondering if this shits a dream How could God be so mean? I didnt know this shit was so sever He said Fuck of you little bitch, dont you dare come near her. I thought Fuck this shit, I better disappear. My mother begged me just to interfere Then I sucked back every motherfucking tear Punched him right below the ear Now thats what you call guts over fear Yeah Going from a house full of chandeleres To not being able to pay for a parking meter Thats guts over fear And Ive been down in the dumps Ive been down in the slumps But fuck the world motherfucker, Im standing here Thats guts over fear Outro
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