Bakar - GP Lyrics

Oh, why am I like this?
Oh, I don't like this, no
But I can't fight it
Oh, why am I like this?
Oh, why am I like this?
I cannot fight this
But I don't like it
Oh, why am I like this?
I don't know, I don't know

I keep f*ckin' it up
I keep f*ckin' it up
I keep f*ckin' it up
I keep f*ckin' it up
I keep f*ckin' it up, oh I
I keep f*ckin' it up, I do
I keep f*ckin' it up
I keep f*ckin' it up
I keep f*ckin' it up
I keep f*ckin' it up, I do, I do
I keep f*ckin' it up
I keep f*ckin' it up
I keep f*ckin' it up
I keep f*ckin' it up, I do
It's all f*cked now, oh God

(Big up Bakar, my brudda)
Woo
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Let me tell you somethin' 'bout the boy
He was born in a different dimension
Went right then it went wrong
Took a different, different, different direction
Went wrong, blow his brains out
Make him famous, and take a page out
A widow, widow, and she's been waitin'
So impatient, she wants to go, go, go now, woo
He f*cks with Satan, he ain't waitin'
He's such a paigon, he's such a paigon

Oh, it, oh it's a vibe, is it?
Oh, it's a crime, is it?
Oh, it's a vibe, is it?
Oh, it's a crime, is it?
Oh, it's a vibe, is it?
Might take my time with it
I might pay myself a visit, let's go
Yeah, yeah, yeah

I said, let me tell you somethin' 'bout this boy
He was born in a different dimension
Went right then they went wrong
Took a whole different, different, different direction
But when in Rome, blow his brains out
He might get famous, he take a page out
A widow, widow, his widow's waitin'
She got impatient, she f*cks with Satan, oh no

Woo, oh no
Oh no, no

(It's, it's really, when you, when you)
(We, I need to see more deepness)

Mmh, I keep f*ckin' it up
I keep f*ckin' it up
I keep f*ckin' it up
I keep f*ckin' it up for us
F*ck
I keep pushin' my luck
I keep pushin' my luck
I keep pushin' my luck
I keep pushin' my luck, I do, I do