Текст песни I Hate This Story. (Interlude) - Lord Bones

Guess we're finna' finally touch the sky
If I die you'd think it's suicide
I'm too high to let go of my pride
Oou

I'm sorry Mrs. Jackson
I am forreal
Never meant to make your daughter cry
I apologized a Trillion times

Wake up feeling DANDY in the AM
He won't go outside because they hate him
The bitches they won't date him
He come around
They shaking and baking
We don't want no problems
The demon has awakened

Heard your son died last weekend
Busy driving other man was caught sleeping
The car flipped
Someone get the Deacon
His body won't stop tweakin'
His body won't stop tweakin'

Kill the Pastor for reasons with definite meaning
Fighting with the choir
The demons got me tweakin'
My nigga you're a liar
I know they hear me speaking

I'm sorry Mrs. Jackson
I am forreal
Never meant to make your daughter cry
I apologized a Trillion times
I'm sorry Mrs. Jackson
I am forreal
Never meant to make your daughter cry
I apologized a Trillion times