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QUIET RIOT
What a problem, you know he's fit to be tied He tried to solve it, that was his only crime Well, I ain't got no inhibitions And my daddy gets left, alright The time for him to make the decision If this is still the place, I'm gonna spend the night He says, "get out, your no son of mine" What a problem, you know he's fit to be tied You don't understand, he thinks he's always right He says, your lust is the toy of confliction And you think you got fun all the time In school, you ain't got no direction He thinks I'm just a kid that ain't got no mind I say, "no way are you gonna run my life" What a problem, you know he's fit to be tied On my way, he pushed me over the line What a problem, I'm only one of a kind He says, "get out, your no son of mine" I say, "no way are you gonna run my life" Packed my bags, won't even say good-bye I'll show you a thing or two, you know I've got my pride What a problem, you know he's fit to be tied
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