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The Other Side Lyrics - Welcome To: Our House - Slaughterhouse

I paint a smile on my face 

But my minds in a different place 

 

They only see the light, but look behind the camera 

And then youll find an answer on the other side 

Look closer, you will find a message for the dreamer 

The grass aint always greener on the other side 

 

I dont give a fuck about no rapper, anyone will capya 

Everyone is capable of murder if they have to 

Anyone can sell drugs, anyone can do time 

You trivial-niggas, all you do is confuse crime 

Rappers are held is such a high regard while we fall 

Its cause we forget the fans are the reason why were stars 

The fans also are not perfect, keep in mind 

Not to treat me like a science project and not a person 

I lend my respect to the game cause it teach you wisdom 

Your friends expect you to change, so they treat you different 

Through all my fame in my life I have grown 

If my wife decide that she gone, I might wanna die alone 

I'mma be honest cause every rapper alive 

Including I, puts a persona up 

But I promise what you seein has truly been me 

But I aint 59 all the time, sometimes Im just Ryan - a human being 

 

They only see the light, but look behind the camera 

And then youll find an answer on the other side 

Look closer, you will find a message for the dreamer 

The grass aint always greener on the other side 

 

I cant believe she hopped in homie whip 

My boo got blinded by the chromy lip 

And all that dough he get that he would blow and trick 

On open toes to rock with all the clothes she pick 

Dim lit restaurants with the Kobe dish 

Then neck the Moe' he sip 

Man, you aint even like champagne, you little phony bitch 

You on homie dick 

Look at you walking in them heels like they Sauconys bitch 

God this is crap, I mean holy shit 

I took you in when you got knocked up 

Argue with your moms about why I'mma fuck your pops up 

Grave yard shift, liftin a box up, aint wanna risk being locked up 

I just wanted to be a good pops, but 

You took my son like he was only yours 

We used to go to war on the phone, you had no remorse 

You're cold, your heart shivering 

You was on an arm of a artist but that's just women when... 

 

They only see the light, but look behind the camera 

And then youll find an answer on the other side 

Look closer, you will find a message for the dreamer 

The grass aint always greener on the other side 

 

Lately Im somber, my relationship with karma 

Got me peeling at my skin wishing I was made of armor 

Shady, Im honored, thanks for taking in this monster 

Deeper than this stab wound given by my baby momma 

Trying to figure if I fear love 

Or if the devil got him in some type of bear hug that Im not aware of 

Just cope do what works for you 

Im prettier inside, trying to be reversible 

I mean moms never changed, never hurt her view 

So when she go, so do I, make that hearse for two 

I feel my heart and I'm reminded it's cold 

They say our bodies gon' parish and our spirit should be assigned new trolls 

So if you was climbing with Joe 

When its my time to go 

Fuck a funeral, get out there and find my soul 

Cause alone Id break 

I need yall to help prove that Im not just Gods lone mistake 

 

They only see the light, but look behind the camera 

And then youll find an answer on the other side 

Look closer, you will find a message for the dreamer 

The grass aint always greener on the other side 

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