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Artist: Verseatile
Song: Loving You Is Wrong
Album: Good Mourning
Written & Performed by Verseatile (M. Chun)
Produced & Arranged by J-Phonics (J. Chang)

Video directed and produced by the talented Gene Sung!
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Production assistance by James Cho, Sun-Ho Pak, and Susan Sung
Cameos by Melody Yeung & Inae Oh

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Lyrics:
Back when I was 15, riding in the school bus, I was busting freestyles, when I didn't know much/ I would always clown on my classmates in science, started to develop punch lines to a science/ 18 had come along, freshman in college, hip hop was everything, the queen to my knowledge/ I was always in the scene, you can ask my homie Spencer, battles to performances with everything uncensored/ even rocked a doo-rag, thinking it was culture, I was such a fool man, molded like a sculpture/ but I loved it so much, every single part of it, beauty in the art of it, put my soul and heart in it/ turned 23, packed up and headed west, you got what it takes to succeed, my momma said it best/ never looked back once since I left Chicago, represent the love for hip hop, wherever I go

Hook: I got something to say (if you loving you is wrong, I don't wanna be right) - repeat

Been around the world, nah just a few countries, used to eat my rice with Tobasco on my lunch meat/ skin is so pale, I would still burn with sunscreen, knew the smart choices, still turned to dumb things/ used to dream a lot, that was part of my adventure, record-breaking sales like I was part of the Avengers/ a champion of music, adored by so many, but don't be so quick to judge, I ain't Timothy Bradley/ thought about it, damn, wouldn't it be great if I could be a millionaire and buy my mom a new place/ I might have seen struggles, but I've never been dirt poor, never malnourished but I did have a thirst for, the truth and the proof of the purpose of my birth or, how I am lucky number 2 and not the first born/ miscarriage, but I'm glad that I made it out, thank you for my childhood, God, so let me say it loud

Been in some relationships that had a bad outcome, but they were effective cuz I had to make an album/ conversations of my relations were never secret, but if I had made a promise to you, I'mma keep it/ single life is lonely, I'mma try to take it day by day, but the women try to read me like I'm 50 Shades of Grey/ they wanna know the ending cuz I screw up the beginning, some think that I'm a loser even if I'm really winning/ I don't blame 'em, I have gamed 'em, it was difficult maintaining all the cover-ups and lies, of driving me insane and, it made me realize it's my defense mechanism, from the brokenness of love but on the real it really wasn't/ I'm sorry for the, twirling around, going in circles and crumbling down, letting us die in a circular path, but I'm hurt from the past, and I'm stumbling now/ to the ones who understand it and forgive me, it's cuz of you I learned another side of mercy