Bm            D 
I wanna sing, I wanna shout, 
         A                       (F#m) 
I wanna scream till the words dry out 
             Bm                  D 
So put it in all of the papers, I’m not afraid, 
          A                 (F#m)              Bm  hold  
They can read all about it, read all about it, ohhhh 


(Bm D A F#m) 

Nothing to hide 
Stifle and smother 
Suffered and cried 
Strife made me tougher 
Never mumbled or shy to, 
The trouble, I rise above all 
Expectations to get rep 
Ain’t never begged yet 
When I wanted to get pence, hustle, 
To be, I’m exactly what my neck says. 
People saying I tried to cash in on my Dad’s death, 
I wanted to vent ‘stead I said nothing at all. 
After all you were never kin to me, 
Family is something that you never been to me, 
In fact making it harder for me to see 
my father was the only thing that you ever did for me.