motivated by pain... inspired by anger. |
I guess i am always behind time
Even when i stand first inline...
At times i sit and weep, mostly when the pain...
I find it hard to sleep_ in the end i stay quiet...
Bloody blood lines already drawn,
Say our grace before combat...
Lord! We are here today_ together,
heaven help us please...
True definition of purity is gone
Once precious and treasured like gold...
Those who tell the truth are treated like terrorists why? |
I ain't changin for nobody |
Dear mama |