J-Hood Black Tears текст песни, слова песни Black Tears J-Hood
J-Hood - Black Tears
Evil forces want me in the ground, underneath the tomb
Born with a few strikes against me like a pack of matches
The absence of my father forced me to grow up a bastard
Mother was momma and daddy,
When she went to work she dropped us at Mrs and Mr Gaddys
I wonder the sex they torn a tash, but I was way too young
She had a crush on my older brother, I was the second son
Hard habit, project kid, academically gifted
If the Lord sent a blessing on our way we must have missed it
Never had no luck, sick enough to throw up,
Always been sure, but hard times made me grow up
Said my chances of beating the odds were promiscuous
Till unbelievable was grassimus, I promise, mom, I got this shit.
But honestly, frustrations are under statement,
Ready to squick and sway me and make these haters hug the pavement.
Old man, never will I have to be a follower,
Tribulations are rather used, struggle and try to swallow ya
Back then it was all on me, now they're acting like they don't know me
You got them nerve, you try to say they will, I think it's all for you.
I've been spent whole nights crying, asking God help manifest and they sacrificed
Blood, sweat and tears, only thing left is flesh, nigga
And blood in my veins, spirit stronger than the old man
Mother doing all black, fuck them, crack their skull out
Stressed, so I get high, be rapping just to get by,
Cold and I'm swimming outside of New York in the winter
Brain constantly whining, like some might chasing me
You're back away from struggle, while I stay and face this shit.
Until I see the light, damn, momma, you were so right
You never promote the violence, but you're always ready to start the fight
For what we believe in, tasseling with these demons
We're told to tull the trees in, temptations keep on reaching.
But I'm an overwhelmed, my soul is not for sale,
You're asking for help without helping yourself, the only help.
Life is based on decisions from which your future's modeled
Here, beat and transformed to a beast I can't control it.
Like we're four more and a werewolf
If anything we could do is ask mom to take care of us
Don't want the others as he wants them to do
Sometimes I feel I'm going insane, the sad part, I think it's true
Fuck, you don't, you know we all feel like that at times.
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