Wild Lyle MY Song lyrics

Verse 1

It’s not right and it’s all wrong
My life experience help me create songs
Just need to be the best for awhile won’t stay long
Releasing what’s on my mind helps me stay strong
Get it off my chest/ till the feelings gone
If I stop thinking about it I’m feeling wrong
Shall I ponder till the pain is gone
Some don’t know where the pain is from
I don’t think talking bout my pain is dumb
Talk to the media see how they painted him
Then I have flashbacks nah don’t say a thing
Think of Pontillos back in Cortland eating wings
Had no money/ eat whatever by any means
So Long Island thought dude was from Queens
Maybe I’m violent/ depends what you doing to me
Sitting in silence/ listening to you sing

Hook

This is my right/ these are my wrongs
This is my life/ I write in these songs
This is my will/ this is my power
And when I’m gone I’ll say so long
This is my song

Verse 2

It’s apparent you have my heart
Though many times it seemed to be ripped apart
I don’t know where to begin or how to start
From an early age I was living hard
So emotional always had my sleeves involved
No I won’t go into details not this time
But jumper would have been perfected by age of 9
I don’t think you can control this rage of mine
So I gotta stay nice that’s the bottom line

Or else we would all run out of time
I have to write cause it helps me keep my mind
I gotta hustle cause I love being on the grind
Was the last born son so I had to shine
It’s never pitch black in the darkest time
I can see the light in the darkest rhyme
So one day everything will be fine

Hook

This is my right/ these are my wrongs
This is my life/ I write in these songs
This is my will/ this is my power
And when I’m gone I’ll say so long
This is my song

Verse 3

Whatever I say it comes true
So I’ll say come back if you want to
I gotta plot like thinking of next moves
Like who should I be laying next to
Maybe in Binghamton closer to Vestal
Maybe it’s somebody here to impress you
When they actually want you to be successful
They don’t wanna hate and stress you
Thought you would be the last girl I wrote a song to
Till that bitch named life/ she just strolled through
I was like damn girl do I know you
Where am I going/ take me where I’m supposed to
Felt like I knew how to approach you
Mail it all in then go postal
Should’ve seen my house when It flooded like coastal
I was thirsty but me and water were not cool
But H2O I got you