Circumstances had him broken
Why did God take the rib?
Starin' at them train tracks
'Cause he didn't wanna live
Fuck all the rap tracks
All the praise ain't shit
If you gotta wear a coat
Just to walk through the crib
And you movin' like Duquan
Since you're worried 'bout the stench
'Cause the bucket you wash up in
Is the life you resent
And the grades don't ever hit
This your first ever F
And niggas lookin' at you funny
'Cause they thought you was the best
But you can't concentrate
With the pain in your chest
From the hyperventilation
Or the lack of thе breath
When you think about the loss
How shit coulda been
If you havеn't isolated all your homies and your kin
Then you come across the Sun
But you don't know how to manage it
The damages resulted from disparagement
You done heard it all
And it wasn't even the tongue of your opp
It was the word of your blood
So it smites with a venom
Ima handle it myself
If my God didn't get 'em
Murderous thoughts and habits
Coincide with thoughts of heaven
Thinkin' it's gotta be better than this
You fill the journal with practices of a note
And seal that bitch with a kiss
To the ones, that believed
That would sweat, and would bleed
And would go, through the hurt
And would deal, with police
That would hold, when you bawl
That would cheer, when you ball
You put your soul inside your music
So those folks could have it all
You march the frontlines
'Cause you know who to fault
You witnessed the destruction
And tear gas from afar
Conflicted, 'cause you wanna
Snatch at a cop's Glock
But you got your lover with you
So that wouldn't be smart
We encapsulate the misery
We're one with the dark
The excruciating aches
From the horrors of thought
And even though you lost your voice
I can still hear you talk
Yeah, even though the shouts are muted
I could still hear it all
Deprivation of necessities
Obviously the obloquy
A different form of weaponry
Found humiliation when I went to
Look for empathy
Talk about what, for who?
You know the problem
But refuse to hear the truth
Deprivation of necessities
Obviously the obloquy
A different form of weaponry
Found humiliation when I went to
Look for empathy
Talk about what, for who?
You know the problem
But refuse to hear the truth
-Be
If you could only see, it all belongs to me
I love you so much
I'm yearning for your touch (Worst enemy is myself)
Come and set me free
Forever yours, I'll be (All alone, I be calling for help)
Baby, won't you come and take this pain away?
-Be
If you could only see, it all belongs to me
I love you so much, I'm yearning for your touch
Come and set me free, forever yours, I'll be
Baby, won't you come and take this pain away?
Come and take this pain away?
Come and take this pain away?
Come and take this pain away?
Oh, well umm