R.E.S.P.E.C.T. Really Examine Stupid People’s Expectations Concerning Themselves
Say something nice to me or let me be
This different kind of person that you’ll never see
Don’t call me names because I don’t go along with your games
Don’t call me names because sooner or later you’re going up in flames
Don’t laugh at me because soon you will see
That I can do anything be all I can be
So be kind, get those negative feelings out your mind
And stop all that dissing ‘cause you’ll start missing
Out on people that might be important to you
Who you would have never knew
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