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She had me feelin' bad bad bad

I can't focus

She really made me mad mad mad

Can't control it

Maybe this is how she acts, and she don't need my reaction

She had me feelin' bad bad bad

I can't focus

She really made me mad mad mad

Can't control it

I been sippin on the act, it improves my reaction

I was buried alive twice, but I talked to the bitch 3 times

Paranoia strikes me in the mind when I go to sleep at night

Ask me how she is I say, a dime can't really find that type

She's willing to fight if you love her right

Psych, that's what I learned not to do

Get in my views and go through the roof

And they can't knock me out groove if I don't show em how I'm moving

I know I'm picky but your heart is worth choosing

I know she picky too, that's probably why she never chose me

Never chose me, yeah

Never chose me

She had me feelin' bad bad bad

I can't focus

She really made me mad mad mad

Can't control it

Maybe this is how she acts, and she don't need my reaction

She had me feelin' bad bad bad

I can't focus

She really made me mad mad mad

Can't control it

I been sippin on the act, it improves my reaction