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Little Man - текст песни



Little Man


Dear Jacob


I won't take up too much of you time


I know you're trying to get your video game-grind on


And that's fine


Just gimme a second to empty my face


Before I hit the road again to go and win this paper chase


I've been watching you man


I'm proud of you man


You're growing up to be the best man that you possibly can


I know you understand


Why I go out of town


I also know my days are colder when you're not around


Sometimes I wonder what it's like to be adapted to the fact


That daddy never lived inside the same shack


And sometimes I get this pain in my stomach's pit


It's what I get


I'm convinced it's my punishment


For those nights I got drunk and let go at some bar


In some city with some people I don't know


For all the times that the lines on your face


Reminded me of the days before the dagonflies escaped


It trips me out how you pick up all my traits


From the way that you spit to the fists that you make


I watch the way you try to keep your mom happy


Daddy learned that from you


You're supposed to learn that from daddy


I can't teach much when it comes to women


I drive safe and slow but don't know nothing 'bout the engine


You're doing good little man thats all I really meant


I love you


You're my best friend, thanks for listening








Dear Craig


What up bones? How it goes?


Yeah, me? Well, you know, you know, same old, same old


Sorry that the phone calls ain't too routine


Just been runnin' around the globe tryin' to do my thing


Sometimes the weeks fly a little too fast


And sometimes I go to sleep a little too trashed


Other times I'm not sittin' on enough cash


And other times today feels too much like the past


Sometimes at night I would watch y'all fight


A child wonderin'


Why your life just ain't alright?


What's the violence about? Why's it in my house?


And even the memories are turned up too loud


Yeah, I got some issues in my head


Knew we should've started fixing 'em back when she left you


I'm not trying to get you down, I know you're different now


But your little man justs wants you to listen now


I'm over thirty, can't maintain relations


All these women wanna hurt me and I just don't have the patience


I can't trust 'em


And they're not much help


When they start to push and pull the buttons I don't trust myself


What pride, fists, and words just might do?


I'm afraid of my fate, don't wanna turn out like you


I've never hit a woman


I won't do coke


And for that alone I love you and I wanna thank you old man








Dear Sean


What's goin' on?


Not much to say


Just checkin' in wit'cha trying to see what's wrong today


I know there's gotta be something kickin' your bruises


How's the love? How's the music? How's the self-abusiveness?


Got a lot to lose, it's breakin' your shoulders


So you let your paranoia place your bets for you


Too many cigarettes, messin' up your voice


Too many arguments, tryin' to test your poise


The only women that love you are fans and family


Mom has no choice, but fans leave you randomly


No heavy rotation


In any location


You're not ready to face that you have no steady vocation


Plus you're gettin' old, your raps are exhausted


Stop it, everybody knows that you've lost it


Singin' for these kids you don't know


When you should be at home with your own instead you're on your telephone


Fightin' with your girl like it's you against the world


Another drunk hotel bedroom corner, curled up like a naked fetus


Come and save him Jesus


Place him back in time before the Reaganomics and Adidas


Sometimes you're not impressed with the work you've done


And love isn't love if you didn't hurt someone


Your son says, "Hi dad."


Your dad says, "Whats up?"


And me, I wanna thank you, but I won't, I'll just say, "Good luck."



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