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Small confession to make Mama said, when I was born She saw that I was a little sinner I raised hell like the devil does Everybody thought It was a bad thing I dared not to think about that (chorus) Look father, I'm a grinder, a grinder I grind it all out, all out When I'm at all time low, low I can't let things get to me now, oh now Oh no, you know I'm a sinner, a sinner Mama said it was true, was true So this is why I came to you, to you... I'm a rebel without a cause If so, let that be the case Let me show you the ways It wasn't always like this you know? Another confession to make Mama said, when I got older She saw that I was a smooth grinner I got that little smirk like Elvis does Everybody thought it was a good thing I kept thinking about that (chorus) I'm a lover with a cause If so, let that be the case Let me show you the ways It was always like this ya know? Last confession to make Mama said, When I was born She saw that I was a little killer I did malicious things nobody does Everybody thought it was a scary thing I can't stop thinking about that (chorus) I'm a killer with a cause If so, let that be the case Let me show you the ways It was never like this ya know?
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Sep 1, 2010
Sep 1, 2010 at 8:56 PM UTC
Born Trouble
Small confession to make Mama said, when I was born She saw that I was a little sinner I raised hell like the devil does Everybody thought It was a bad thing I dared not to think about that (chorus) Look father, I'm a grinder, a grinder I grind it all out, all out When I'm at all time low, low I can't let things get to me now, oh now Oh no, you know I'm a sinner, a sinner Mama said it was true, was true So this is why I came to you, to you... I'm a rebel without a cause If so, let that be the case Let me show you the ways It wasn't always like this you know? Another confession to make Mama said, when I got older She saw that I was a smooth grinner I got that little smirk like Elvis does Everybody thought it was a good thing I kept thinking about that (chorus) I'm a lover with a cause If so, let that be the case Let me show you the ways It was always like this ya know? Last confession to make Mama said, When I was born She saw that I was a little killer I did malicious things nobody does Everybody thought it was a scary thing I can't stop thinking about that (chorus) I'm a killer with a cause If so, let that be the case Let me show you the ways It was never like this ya know?
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Sep 1, 2010
Sep 1, 2010 at 8:56 PM UTC
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